There have been times of great honor, commitment, passion and achievement. All I wanted was for those times to last a little longer. But they didn't. There have been periods of unspeakable horror, agony and injustice. All I wanted was for them to end sooner. But they never did. I blink, and a lifetime has passed.
@Leslie: I'm at the age where I'm feeling that way more and more. I'm watching family and friends die. And I'm watching everything and everybody change around me. And I too am wondering where the time went. At least I have my memories. Yes, they're bitter-sweet, but they're all I have. The greatest thing that I possess is my friendships. It seems that I've chosen a few friends very wisely, as they have remained close to me over the span of many years. In a changing world, they have not changed. I'm grateful for that. And I try to let them know that with my words and actions. That's all I can do, and I owe them that much. Live with honor and integrity, die with grace and dignity.
@Tiger-1: I haven't said it to you, and it needs to be said. You are a wonderful person with a kind heart. I have much love and respect for you and yours, even though we've never met. Much love to you and yours.
@ OP Good times are always too short bad times always too long. Wishing otherwise is a priori futile. Some poetic statements in this thread. Though I refer to philosophy, I'll be a little more pragmatic: The Murphy Philosophy: Smile . . . tomorrow will be worse.
When We were children, my mom had a plaque on the wall. It said "Someone said cheer up, things could be worse. So I cheered up, and it got worse.".