Passages...

A friend came over this afternoon for a quick bite to eat and an extended conversation. At one point she pulled out a bottle of perfume, not sure of the brand even now, but that was not the point. Her son had somehow had imprinted a photograph of his mom on this very nice bottle of perfume. The photo portrayed a beautiful young woman with a mischievious smile and gorgeous eyes. The picture was also at least 50 years old, if not more, which led us into a discussion about the fleeting nature of time and the lives riding it's wave.

Then I see Harrison Ford, of Indiana Jones fame, on a post Academy Award show hosted by Barbara Walters. He looks like he is, 20 years older than his last Indiana Jones movie and showing it. But aren't we all showing it? Now matter our age, 20 years changes us, it has me and I am sure it has you as well. But what does it mean?

I said it the other day, hold on to moments, important moments with those you love and care for. Relish each new day as if it will all fade into our distant memory, because it will. Rejoice in the little things. The love of children, dogs, wives, husbands, moms dads, sisters, brothers, can evaporate in the blink of an eye, so don't take them for granted.

I have missed so much lately because of worry over people, places, and situations that, in the long run, won't really mean anything in 20 years. So I am going to be more devoted to paying attention to those things that are really important...keep me honest in this, please, because I can get distracted just as easily as anyone else.

OK, time to get back to my kids...