In life, I often feel like I'm on an ever long hike. My wife and I are on it together. Sometimes I wander ahead, sometimes I lag behind, but we walk together. As I wander through life, I love when our paths cross with others... some walk the same path, others do not. Some walk with us, others walk away. None of this bothers me, as I understand that paths can vary...
What breaks my heart... is looking back and seeing some of those I love... that have simply stopped. They choose to stay behind, to no longer journey through life, but to stand there in the middle of their path and yell at others for going on ahead.
It breaks my heart to leave them behind, but I cannot not live my life. I will continue on, I will miss you as you rant and rave. I will not abandon you, but I will move on. And you will be angry at me.
I miss my generation.