This past weekend the youngest of the Scott siblings tied the knot. It was a lot of fun to be there to celebrate with him and his bride and all those who were able to attend. It was truly inspiring to see my brother and his bride make a commitment to love each other for life.
One of the impressions that I was left with was that we are not kids anymore. I know that may sound silly. However, it finally happened. We are all adults. It was kind of surreal really. As long as my youngest brother was single, there was this sense that we were “young.” Not that we are old, but rather that as long as one of the siblings was not hitched then we were “safe” from the effects of time.
Not any longer. I don’t feel older today but, I definitely feel that I have changed. We are all grown up now. We all have our own families. We all have our own careers. And, most importantly, there are now no excuses for being responsible to chart our path for ourselves. This has always been true, mind you. It is just now I feel the weight of what it means to be an adult in a new way.
Time is the unyielding enemy of our dreams. If we do not take the one life we have been given and make the most of it, we will feel those dreams being sifted through our fingers like so many grains of sand on the beach. We have one life. That’s it. One opportunity to make the most out of this precious gift we have been given. We will make mistakes. Of that there can be no doubt. What we have to understand is that every missed opportunity must be redeemed by learning the lesson that caused us to miss the chance we were presented.
As I look back over my life and at my adult siblings, I am shocked at how alike we still are and yet how different we have become. These are the colors that have augmented the tapestry of our lives. Our journeys have diverged and converged again and again. We have been challenged by others and those influences have flowed back into our family, making us better than we were.
We are the Scotts. And because of this we will do everything we can to be a blessing to those we encounter and to be blessed by those who chose to journey with us in love and friendship. That is how we were raised and that is how we chose to live. We may not always get it right. But, we will not never stop trying.
I am sure that there are many people who love their families. Whose families are the “best” in the world. That is fine. This is not a comparison game. I will say that I am blessed to be able to count these three individuals as my blood relations. While I did not chose them to start, I would not change or chose anyone else.