Looking back, our lives whiz by before we know
what hit us. We spend our first thirty
years thinking about our future, the second thirty thinking about our past, and
our last year’s wondering what the hell we were thinking.
During the golden days of youth I tended to
envision time as a vast, unlimited resource. Time it seemed was an
inexhaustible sea. Now in the autumn of
my life each hour is increasingly precious, and I thirst for each minute as it
drips away from an alarmingly finite pool.
The older I get, the more adamant I become in
my belief that we should start out old and grow younger every year. On each
successive anniversary of our birth, we could assemble all our friends and
family for a truly heartfelt celebration, and joyously remove one candle from
our cake. What could be better than spending our twilight years with the
carefree hearts of children, when life seemed simple, summer was perennial, and
childlike faith assured tomorrows joys?
GLAD DAYS LONG AGO
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MERRY CHRISTMAS
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