Nothing implied or intended. Just some rambling thoughts rolling around in my mind.
I was just sitting here thinking about how time marches on and have finally realized that it has passed me by big time. It is easy to lose track of time when one has been gone from home leaving family and friends behind. Actually you can leave family and friends behind as you pursue life’s challenges locally. You do not have to leave the community you live in and go off traveling the world.
What kind of challenges face all of us? Well, there are plenty of them. Providing for the health and welfare of your family or those you love probably top my list but there are others; paying your bills, keeping your job, getting an education, staying out of trouble are a few. I think if you look at your own lives, and decide what your priorities are, you will come up with an extensive list of your own.
I remember a time when I was finally re-united with an old friend who was like a brother to me. We had so many good times together when we were younger, but time and circumstances took its toll on us. Nothing was the same and we were unable to renew what we felt in the past. Time either marches on or no one remembers who or what you stood for. Does it have to be that way? Of course not. I have several “best friends” that go all the way back to my days in school and those friendships will endure forever, I am sure of that.
Growing up or just living in any neighborhood presents boundless opportunities to make friends. You never get to know everyone. Some are involved in politics, sports, business, community and many other areas. Some have a passion, others take the middle of the road, and some have no preference one way or the other about their interests.
The thread that binds us all together involves, family, friends and neighbors. There can be differences but those can be overcome. When time diminishes who or what you are, there is no reason for joy. One becomes a figment of the past when this becomes evident. I have no wish to be nameless or to lose my ability to help others in any way I can but in order for me to remain who I am, I must feel good about myself. The fact remains when you have been gone too long you simply cannot return and find things the way you left them. I believe I can accept that now.
