Progressive

Lens that is.  My first pair today.  Tonight my wife was going through some recent old pictures.  3 – 20 years old maybe.  Looking for pictures of my mom.  She’s 88 and we don’t expect her to live long.  It’s amazing to look at the changes in her over the years in pictures, but just as amazing to look at my daughters and my wife’s nephews.How much they have changed in just the time I have know her.  Several of the pictures go back before I met my wife.  I guess the pictures, the new glasses, my sore knee all were there to remind me that I too am older.
Last Saturday there was a celebration for my mother’s older sister’s 90th birthday.  Five generations of her family were there.  An amazing group of people.  Some who have lived in states as far away as Alaska and one currently living in Japan.  My mother was 15 when her oldest son was born.
It somehow makes me wonder if this country will be here and stable by the time my mother’s fifth generation appears on this planet.  Sometimes it hard to step back from the daily grind and realize just how good we have it in America.  Even in times of trouble it’s not so bad when you look at the big picture.