So my dad turned 60 on Saturday.
60. a mile stone age, an age where in an ideal world, you would be looking forward to retirement, looking forward to spending time with your wife given all those years that you devoted unconditionally to your three children, looking forward to going to pool to get that 'fit' body you challenged your brother to, looking forward to enjoying the rest of the days doing what you truly love.
Life, it comes in stages. And today, both of you should deserve to have so much. You deserve to pass each day and week together, seeing the world, enjoying a coffee, taking long walks, spending time in the home you both worked all your lives to build. And I hope you do.
But Life, it brings about some surprises, some lovely, others painful. And the one of losing a person you love right slowly before you, is one so very difficult to manage.
All things can and will happen with the passage of time, but there is always the question,
"why me?"
"why now?"
Night comes early for some, but for now, we have a long sunset.
I don't know what 61 will be like, or if there will be a 61, and even if I am reluctant to think about the future (we all know what a sunset looks like..it disappears to darkness), I still do wonder,
"when."
For now, your smile and often gentle demeanour is a spectacular sight to behold, and a lovely warm place to be in. It is like a gorgeous golden orange sun which glows happily. But like all sunsets, this too will set, and forever, and memories may only be as long as today.
This moment is to be cherished.
