Last week my 15-year old daughter brought a piece of art work back home.
Here it is:
I was really proud …
Seems like only yesterday when she was a toddler. It goes so fast. Life seems to zip by.
This morning I found a book on my shelf. The date I’d written in it told me I’d bought it 26 years ago. No way!
How could the 21-year-old me even contemplate that I would be staring at his own writing so many years into the future?
What things would I’ve done differently, knowing what I know now.
What things would I do differently today, if I have the wisdom of someone 20 years older?
Who was it that said “Youth is wasted on the young”?
But I console myself with the maxim “Learn as if you’ll live forever. Live as if you only have today.”