In ancient times, philosophers debated whether life was always changing or whether nothing ever changed. Some compared life to a river that is always moving. Others pointed out that the river itself was in the same place day after day.
I think of the ever changing yet never changing river as I look back on the years of my life. So much has changed, yet it is the same lifetime.
Someday I'll cross the river and, perhaps, gain a deeper understanding from its distant shore.
