Tempus Fugit

So much happening just now. Bill and I have lost aged loved ones to time and eternity. We ponder our own mortality as we move into their places as the older generation, wondering how time could slip by so swiftly and wanting to make good use of every moment. This generation that is/has been passing, born into a Depression, took on the duties necessitated by a world war, both at home and far away, unhesitatingly, unflinchingly, witnessing deprivations and devastations we can only imagine. And, somehow, they came through it all with dignity and perspective. I have never met finer men and women than they. Bill and I were too young for Viet Nam and are too old now for the Middle East conflict. As such we've led spoiled, easy lives. Perhaps we may yet redeem ourselves through other gifts; only time will tell.