Somehow, I got old.
I wasn't really aiming for it, but here I am. And, I'm happy to be here. Old, that is.
As I heard another oldie say a few years ago, "I can see the finish line from here." True enough.
I often reflect on what I might have done better over the years, but I don't perseverate about it. Just a look-back and think-forward process. There is very little about what I did/didn't do in the past that can be changed now.
What I CAN do is apply that knowledge to the remaining years available to me. I know a few of the things I want to focus on with the days remaining:
> LOVE - those whom God has brought into my sphere, freely and fully.
> WORK - predominantly on those things I deem consequential (and not so much on the other).
> ABSORB - as appreciatively as possible all the blessings with which I have been gifted.
> COMMUNICATE - deeply with others, asking and listening with my full being, probing to learn.
> LEARN - as much as I can, as fast as I can.
> TEACH - what I have learned, generously and often, right up to the last breath.
Not to worry. The homestretch is a nice view.