While going through the slow, methodical cleansing that accompanies the process of editing, as once cherished objects are carefully set in designated piles to be taken to the post-office, dropped off at the consignment shop, or placed in the receptive hands of the new owners, I can't help but reflect on the passage of time, and the difference between the then, and the now. The acquisitiveness of my 30's has been tempered by the realization that what matters most are life's experiences, and the love that has been shared--both given and received--along the way. Hopefully, now that I'm in my 40's, I've gotten kindler, gentler, and more giving of my time, emotions, and affections. With the advent of my 50's in a year or two (or three), I feel strongly that it's only getting better, and the last half century was all a practice session for the next one.
Best wishes in all of your endeavors.
PS: Today's soundtrack is HOMEGROWN's ENDANGERED SPECIES (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8YXhCcMK6l0)