It is our turn now
I've been quiet here for a few days.
A good friend of mine died a couple of weeks ago. He was old. It was no surprise.
He was a good man, I think almost everyone loved him, especially those who knew him well.
I became 40 earlier this year, and it strikes me that I am one of the grown ups now. I'm the one who's responsible for making life better for those around me now, in the same way generations before us have done.
It is mostly small things: hiking in the weekends, inviting people over (when allowed), fixing bikes, driving kids around to meet friends and for soccer (again, when allowed).
It feels like a huge responsibility, but it also makes my life interesting.