My 7-month-old son met his great-grandmother earlier today, for the first and almost certainly the last time.

This picture hits me really hard. Not only is it capturing a beautiful moment that he will never remember, but it's also a perfect representation of the past and future gazing at each other. "What will he do with his life after I'm gone?" she may be wondering. "What experiences have you had over the last 8+ decades?" he might ask if he knew how.

Moments like this should give us perspective. Each and every one of you reading this have been the age of my son, and each and every one of us will one day depart this life, hopefully at a ripe old age, like my grandmother-in-law.

What will we do in between? That's the question we need to ask ourselves. And we should answer it every day with our actions, so that when our time comes to pass the torch to the rising generation, we can do it with peace in our hearts, clarity in our minds, and filled with hope for the future for our loved ones we'll leave behind.

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