If I were young again,
I’d pay attention
To that little known dimension
A taste of endless time
It’s just like water
It runs right through your fingers
Chris Smither
Leave The Light On
In my youth, I had it good. Still do today. The difference is, I didn’t know it then and I do know it now. In my teens, I was Teflon. Not yet having experienced any of the troublesome issues that becoming an adult confronts you with, I lived in that transitional period between belief and reality.
I guess that was a good thing. Had I already seen life up close, I may have been a little more reticent about confronting it. Instead, I faced it willingly, ready to confront whatever the future held. And, I was in no hurry. After all, I had a lifetime to live. Time was mine to spend, and I surmised that I had a lot of it.
Well, it seems that I have almost spent that lifetime. The question is, did I spend it wisely. Of course I think I did. In reflection, I can’t say I tried to become a specific anything. In fact, I entered adulthood without having a clue what I wanted to do. But that was not a problem because I had forever to figure it out.
Rather then having a planned direction, my life kind of evolved. By that I mean I made decisions based on what was available to me at the time. It seems we do not really direct our lives. Our role is simply to evaluate the opportunities that life presents, and make a yes or no decision.
It’s funny how life kind of takes you by the hand and leads you through it. If you are willing to follow, it is ready to lead. If you are willing to take responsibility for what appears to be right for you and are willing to pursue it, you will probably succeed.
In retrospect I spent all those years (or most of them) looking for the next best thing, without really ever knowing what it was. In the end, it appears that trusting my heart and my instincts were and are more important then seeking a specific destination. But most importantly, I am comfortable with how I have ended up and still look forward to what comes next. My tomorrows are still mine and I plan to let life take me where it thinks I should go. So, for the time being, leave the light on.
In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.
Abraham Lincoln










