Generations
Last weekend I attended a Memorial for my beloved Uncle. Yesterday I attended a Baby Shower for my soon-to-be-born Great-Granddaughter.
My Uncle was the last surviving family from my Mother’s generation. My new Great-Granddaughter is will be born to my youngest Grandchild. It is a poignant perspective; endings and beginnings; death and birth.
I have achieved a senior position in the line of ancestry just by aging. Nothing else is required. However, I find myself reflecting on my contribution, not only to my generation but to those who will follow. My efforts are far from perfect, but I am doing what I can.
There is a saying from the North American Indians that cogently expresses the Generational task, “We do not inherit the Earth, we borrow it from our Grandchildren.”.