Immortality

We spent today with family and had a really great time. We played games and grilled outside (and I ate too much) and the adults gathered afterward and talked away much of the afternoon. It was really fun and very relaxing. Later I actually fell asleep in the rocking chair slicing strawberries in the shade of the large chestnut oaks that line the eastern edge of our property. When I awoke some of the neighborhood kids including my two sons were running around the back yard playing and having a blast, they were just so full of life. As I sat their and watched them it occurred to me that I might live on in the hearts and memories of my boys and their children and maybe their children's children well beyond the end of my lifetime. I felt simultaneously proud of my immortality and not just a little old. Forty-four isn’t by any measure ancient but it sure doesn't make for a spring chicken either. It just doesn't feel like it was that long ago that I was one of the kids running around screaming in the back yard, deliriously happy without the need for a reason. They say that time is a constant but I'm not so sure that I subscribe to the theory any longer. Albeit perception, the older I get the faster time flies past me and the more I reflect upon its meter and meaning.

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