When I was a little boy, what was important to me? Really important? it was keeping my little sister safe and helping her find food.
Later, that need and priority faded and what was important was protecting and growing my own children. Teaching them, helping them become resilient, helping them master skills like climbing, riding a bicycle safely in traffic, and facing their fears.
Later, those things were not as important to me, and protecting and helping my grandchildren took on a massive priority to which I devoted attention, time, and resources.
David Baldacci has one of his characters in "The Forgotten" say, "That was what life did to you", he supposed. "Wiped out important things and replaced them with other important things." [p. 39]
As I reflect I wonder about the in-between times, when the former important things have lost their priority and nothing new has taken their place. What skills in relationships, what truth-telling and communicating, what purposefulness can a person muster "in between"?
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