Recently, we went to a 70th birthday party for a close friend. He is an internationally known academic, an authority in his field and one of the most modest, generous and loving people I know.
Three of his college roommates were there along with about two- dozen other guests. We’ve known him for more than twenty years and we were probably the newest of his friends there. The toasts were amusing and moving; it was a love fest. But it was more about celebrating the past than anticipating the future.
Everyone making toasts expressed their hope to celebrate his 75th birthday with him. But, looking around the room, I felt a bit of a chill run down my spine. I couldn’t help but think that some of us might not be there in five years.
At our age, looking back is easy. Looking forward is a bit more difficult.