You are born and you grow up; you date, get married, start a family and before you know it your kids have graduated and moved on to start their own lives. It’s one of those strange cycles in life that you don’t really think about until you stop and look back. While you are living it you’re too busy with everything else going on to really pay attention to the years ticking away. It’s only when something earth shattering happens that you become aware of how this whole thing called life really works.
It happened to me this weekend although it should have been more apparent to me all along that I’m getting older and that life continues to move on. I’ve suspected for a while it might happen so when the news came that one of my oldest child’s grade school friends had gotten engaged it wasn’t the complete shocker that it could have been. But when you watch a child grow up, even when they aren’t one of your very own, it makes you realize just how fast time does go by. Watching them play together when they are little, attending sporting events and being around for the first and second time someone has made them cry makes the journey so interesting. Certainly it should be a no brainer that seeing them now take the next step shouldn’t make each of us as equally proud.
Before we know it my generation will become grandparents and have the opportunity to terrorize our children by spoiling their kids, which is probably something my children should take into account before venturing down that road, based only on the way that their Dad acts now. I’m pretty sure that I in the role of another human beings grandfather could only be described as complete and utter chaos.
We watch the years move on without little fanfare or recognition. It’s how life is and I’m a little glad to be able to say that I’m hopefully moving into that stage where I’m back in the “got a wedding” to go to rather than funerals. I know that it’s completely cyclical but it will be nice to have only the fact that I’m now officially old enough to watch my children and their friends start new lives and new families. Grieving the passage of time is much easier to stomach when it is filled with laughter. See you next week…remember, we’re all in this together.