Growing up, I was that weird kid at family reunions who sat and talked to the older relatives. I’m not sure why, but I’ve always been interested and intrigued by people much older than me. There is such a spirit and peace about them; it’s indescribable. Selfishly, I also knew that they had walked the miles that lay ahead of me, so I might as well learn from them. Why make the same mistakes if they have already figured it out?
It doesn’t take much to notice that our society doesn’t necessarily value people as they grow old. It’s all young, hip, perfect and active. And though I enjoy and am curious about my kids’ conversations, I relish the discussions with friends in their 80s; fittingly, two of my very closest friends are part of this senior demographic. They both have lived amazing, yet very different lives; both generous to a fault, they provide daily wisdom to me in navigating my personal and professional life. They also slow me down and remind me how fast life really can flash before our eyes.
Before you know it (if you don’t already!), we will all be checking the obituaries to see who has died this week. But, my friends remind me to stay the course. Focus on what truly matters: My faith, my family and my life (in that order). Thanks to you Margi and Paula…your wisdom will always be with me to keep me young.