"The world is too much with us; late and soon, getting and spending, we lay waste our powers." William Wordsworth.
Oh boy, is that ever the truth. Just like that old adage: too soon old; too late smart.
In a few days my husband, Joe, and I will be celebrating 52 years of marriage. For far too many of those years we used most of our energies getting and spending.
What a waste.
Oh Wordsworth, you were such a smart guy.
Now we spend most of our time getting rid of things -- things no one seems to want. Our treasures have become our children's trash.
For years we collected things. For a time Joe was crazy for the old tube radios. We'd go day-tripping to find them in dusty barns and antique shops.
I had a thing for Nativity sets. Whenever I saw an unusual Nativity set, I had to have it. At the peak of my obsession, I must have acquired 200 of them. At Christmas time it would take me hours just to unpack them and find a place for them amidst our holiday decorations.
We finally realized -- decades later -- that the joy wasn't in the collection, it was in the chase.
And now, in what the world calls our golden years, we've jettisoned most of that stuff.
See, getting and spending, we lay waste our powers.
In some respects though, these really are the golden years. Things that used to drive us crazy don't seem all that annoying anymore. Things we once gave a high priority to really don't matter so much. Things we used to think we really, really wanted don't seem all that desirable now.
Too soon old. Too late smart.
Life's a lot more pleasant these days -- more laid back.
We used to argue endlessly about the strangest things. I would never give up 'cause I knew I was right. Now, I'm not so sure about anything.
Yep, things have definitely changed.