Blink

It’s over. So don’t blink. These past 2 years have been a real eye opener for me. 

I often used to chuckle when I would hear an older person say that life is over with a blink of an eye. What I have come to realize, is that time is our most precious commodity. At age 55, there are far more years behind me than ahead of me. I have become keenly aware that in many cases, I am now the old man in the room…which is cool with me. The same things that once held my attention, have little to no value to me now. Why did that happen? I blinked.

There is no being bored when you get older. You begin to realize what matters most. The human connection, the deepening of spirit, the quest for quiet. Do you know why you never see me in a argument? Because peace is more important than being powerful. And as you get older, you realize that peace is power. The need to be right, is no longer right. 

The relationships you have when you get older will dwindle. The reason being is, you would rather have a dollar bill in your pocket than 100 pennies. Having a dollar is clean and it travels well. Having 100 pennies, not so much. Sure they spend the same, but tending to 100 pennies can be exhausting. See what I am getting at here?

As I have gotten older, I do think about the human condition. My relationship with my long time wife confirms the need for those deep soul connections. It is like if she were to cut herself, I too would bleed. While we are very much different people, we are ingrained in each other. We have a love that I don’t think many people in the 20’s or even 30’s could ever imagine. Not to say that it is not possible, just working off my own experience.

My best friend {other than my wife} is 20 years older than me. I can remember giving him a hard time about many things. And wouldn’t you know it, as I get older, I totally understand it now. Don’t get me wrong, not everyone who gets older will value this change. In fact in reality, most people fear change. If someone has a difference of opinion, we attack. We get older and run to plastic surgery. We stay in unhealthy relationships. All I am saying is this. Change is coming. And it is okay to allow it to. Because sooner or later we’re all going to blink. And when it is over, all that would have mattered is how well and how often you’ve loved.