Growing older is like a train rolling down the track. No matter how many Botox injections, vitamins or hair plugs, we cannot stop the reality of our mortality. There is nothing wrong with trying to look young, and we agree that dieting and exercise would surely be a healthy and positive lifestyle, but the hourglass only contains so much sand.
As the days keep ticking away, we are reminded to not put off until tomorrow what we can do today because we are not sure how many tomorrows we will have. If you want a big juicy steak, for heaven’s sake go have one. If you have thought about helping someone or have a desire to say or give them something, do not fall into the someday excuse and never do it. If you feel a burden to write a letter, make a call, invite someone to dinner or ask someone to forgive you for something you did or said, by all means, do it today. Delay is a sure way to miss a golden opportunity.
There are certain aspects that I miss from my youth, like being free from worries, along with having boundless energy and vitality. Now that I’m older, I cannot see as clearly, I get winded pretty easily and sometimes I cannot remember people’s names. I love to take naps, and when I watch “Jeopardy,” the answers are given before I can even think.
Then there are the mistakes I wish I could forget. I realize it does no good to live in regret, but I cannot help but wonder what could have been. I recall being more occupied with the present than concerned with the future, and I can only imagine how much more I could have done if I knew then what I know now. The past is gone, and even if I were given a do-over, I would probably make more of a mess than I did the first time.
God has always been there for me and, all in all, even without winning the lottery, I’m happy with where I am in my journey. Sure, we dream about what we could do with large amounts of money, but then we snap back into the real world and realize the most important meaning of life is our personal relationship with God.