Perspective that comes with age
4 May 2009 3 Comments
Middle age refers more
to landscape than to time:
it’s as if you’d reached
the top of a hill
and could see all the way
to the end of your life . . .
(from Foreseeing by Sharon Bryan)
On Thursday I turn 32. Young, I know, compared to many of you, but feeling older. If genetics are any indicator, I’ve only lived a third of my life thus far.
Especially since I turned 30 have I felt older and begun to ponder my own mortality. I generally pay little attention to my age — indeed, I usually have to think twice, or thrice, to actually remember how old I am when asked.
I miss the health of my youth, as all of us probably do, or will, although I don’t think I’d be willing to give up the knowledge I’ve gained thanks to time to have it back. With age comes perspective, perspectives of all kind. I’m grateful for this perspective and hope I can put the knowledge that comes with years to good use in the future.
I’ll be celebrating with some of the guys — the wife is flying to Chicago tomorrow for her brother’s graduation — with a red velvet cake and a board game. If you feel like virtually celebrating with me, please consider donating $32 to ArtsLink.