“Hard night,” Dad used to say. “It snaps shut like a trap, will catch you unawares if you’re not lookin’.”
He was describing the way night arrives in the Northwest. It comes late and falls hard. Not with a soft foot fall, but like a sudden ocean breaker crashing onto a sandy beach. Sudden. Swift. Surprising.
That’s a good description of “midlife,” isn’t it? It kind of creeps up on you. One minute you’re 25. Or 35. Or maybe 40. You blink. You open your eyes and you’re in “mid-life.” Its sudden swiftness is surprising. Maybe a little startling.
I turn 60 years bold this year (that’s not a typo). I still can’t quite figure out how that happened. So. Fast. Didn’t I graduate from college just a couple years back? Bring the first baby home from the hospital last week? How in the world did six decades pile up so quickly? Catch me unawares?
It’s enough to make your head swim. Especially when I still feel like I’m in my thirties. Maybe less. I mean, aren’t the Bee Gees still topping the charts? Isn’t Thomas Magnum still tearing around in that red Ferrari? Is Pac Man still a thing?
Where was I? Oh yeah. Sixty years snapped shut in the blink of an eye.
Anyway, I’ve learned a few things from that eye blink. Things I can trust. Count on. Even when night comes late. Among them:
- God is faithful. I can always trust Him.
- Busyness is over-rated.
- Take time to slow down, rest, and enjoy the ride.
- Grace wins. Always.
- In a contingent universe, anything is possible. Except squeezing toothpaste back into the tube (don’t ask how I know that).
If asked to offer a few “sage words of wisdom” to some young whipper-snappers (anyone under 40) regarding life priorities before the next bout of sudden swiftness breaks out and falls hard, I’d say:
- Honor God.
- Love your spouse.
- Spend time with you kids.
The rest, as they say, is gravy.
Written by Kristine Lowder. Find her blog at https://zuzuspetals.home.blog/ and posts on Instagram!