I’ve heard that when people approach the end of life, their priorities become very clear. They realize that many things that seemed significant in the past aren’t that important after all. They spend the time they have left with loved ones, and they reflect on the lasting legacy they’ll be leaving behind.
My oldest son is now a high school junior and, in some ways, I find myself thinking along the same lines. Thankfully he’s just moving on to the next stage of life, but to me it feels like the end of an era.
