Time passing has a way of changing our perspective; at least it has changed my perspective in several ways. My wife turns 50 this month. Twenty years ago when she turned 30 I had a dozen black roses delivered by a woman in a black dress and veil. At the time I thought it was darn funny. I still think it was funny, then. Today I see things very differently. At 30 I had absolutely no concept or thought of the next 20 years. It seemed so far away that thinking about it wasn’t worth any time at all.
Today, I am hoping that we have another 20 years together. I am hoping to share at least another 20 winters with my wife and another 20 springs and summers and autumns. I am hoping to see my 20-year-old daughter graduate college, begin a career, meet a good man, get married, have children and be as happy and as I am with the life I share with my wife. I am hoping to see my 4-year-old grandson grow and mature and to see his dad, my son, continue to grow into the man I know he can be. I am hoping to continue to grow myself as well. I am hoping to be a better husband, a better dad, a better papa, a better friend, a better neighbor, a better man.
At thirty, 20 years seemed too far off to think about. At 50, 20 years is not nearly enough time left. My perspective has changed. It changed long ago. I realized many years ago that every minute of life needs to be used. Every minute needs to be relished and honored and taken advantage of, and remembered. Every minute of life needs to be treated with respect and with the knowledge that the next minute cold be the last-minute.
Twenty years ago, at 30 I thought I loved my wife as much as I possibly could. I was wrong. My love has grown for her every day over those 20 years. I see her with the same eyes but in a different light. I see her more clearly today than I did 20 years ago. I didn’t wear glasses 20 years ago but my vision is clearer today than it was 20 years ago. My perspective has changed. I am more aware of what I can’t see. I hear better what my wife is saying even when she is just looking back at me.
I will enjoy the next 20 years more than the first twenty plus years I have spent with my wife. I will certainly be more aware of the time passing and my perspective will no doubt continue to evolve and change and mature.