They Were Right

It's been a long time since I have written a blog or Plog as I refer to it after a suggestion from Dr. Rev. Bishop Jonathon McNeese. But sitting on a bus for 7 hours will make you want to do something.

I started out this past Tuesday like any other day on Monday night getting my things ready for work. As I was getting ready I started thinking about all that needed to be done at work. What we had planned things that needed to be done. I thought why am I thinking about this now? So I get up Tuesday morning, get dressed, make my lunch and head out the door. I start out every day of work the same way. Put my stuff in my office, hit the coffee pot and go to the morning meeting.

So we finish the meeting and I get in my truck and head to the range. It was a nice bright sunny morning. I look in my mirror and there it is. A bunch of silver hairs shining in the sun. My first thought was there are the years of wisdom shining through. Although I have gotten wiser over the years its not enough to warrant gray hair. Then I thought it's probably just from stress. Then it hit me. I'm just getting old. I mean here I am waking up every morning, going to work, going to meetings, drinking coffee. Some how over the last 10 years I have become a responsible adult. All my life people told me enjoy life because before you know it you'll be old. Enjoy your kids because they grow up so fast. And they're right.

Life is becoming exactly what the Bible says it is. A vapour that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away. I'm actually finishing this up a month or so after I started this. And in this past month it seems like I have read about a lot of deaths from different friends of mine. I sat tonight and played the remember when game. Remember when you were young and you thought you knew it all? Remember when all you had to worry about is what you and your buddies were going to do Friday night? Remember when you were a kid and you didn't have a care in the world? I could hear my kids in the other room and thought, I remember that. Running to the door when dad got home. Getting excited over the smallest things but yet I couldn't help but think, enjoy it boys because you grow up fast.

It's hard to believe I have four boys and the oldest will be 8 in a month. Time truly does fly. And eventually when you take time to sit back and just watch you can't help but wonder where its all gone. That baby that seems like we were just bringing home will be 8. It will make you search your life and put into perspective what is really important. Sometimes I look back and I know there are things I could have done differently. Better ways I could have reacted. And it hit me tonight, in the middle of doing the things I wanted to do one of the boys wanted me to hold them. I had been pushing them off and I thought, the things I do today will be memories tomorrow. Will they be memories that say dad always made time for us or dad fit us in when he could?

So enjoy your life. Sure it will be stressful at times but that's what makes it life. Because after all. They were right. Before you know it, it's all memories.