My good friend and colleague from 12 years ago has been suffering from Alzheimer's disease for the last 5 years. He's young, but something about his genes triggered this disease at that time in his life. It has ravaged him, and he stands as a constant reminder that time does take its toll in one way or another on us all.
My recent bout with a leg joint disease reminds me too that time is going to take its toll. I'm not immune. I still bear some of the visible effects of this bout.
And somehow, I still have to be comfortable in my skin or I go crazy. Before my body descends any further into the stages of aging, I have to know that I have intellectually taken right paths, or at least good paths, paths that pay dividends physically, mentally, and spiritually, that bleed over into the next generation. I constantly evaluate that. So far?- so good.
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