Still not mine...yada, yada... :-)
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Time, it is an inescapable and insurmountable force. It leaves nothing untouched, but leaves all things behind. It doesn't matter how beautiful or strong things are, because time takes no prisoners. There are those few who become immortalized with fame, but most people get lost in the immense sticky web of time and are forgotten forever.
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I sit here alone and wonder where my life has gone? It seemed like only yesterday that I became a father and joined the air force, yesterday that I came to work at Cheyenne Mountain. The years have flown by and I don't know where they went. I look back at my life and I see happiness there, people who love me. I know that I have lived my life to the fullest. There is no challenge left undone and no mountain not climbed. I've been on top of the world and knocked on my rear. If I were to die tomorrow, I could die with no real regrets. I want people to remember me that way. At my funeral I want them to say that I was an ok guy who lived his life by his own rules, even if some of those rules were handed to me by the air force. I want my eulogy to say that I lived the life I loved and loved the life I lived. I don't need to be remembered by millions of people around the world. All I need is to be remembered by those who love me.
Time, my fickle friend, is passing way to fast now. I can't keep up with it. If I can't keep up I guess I'll just have to roll with the punches, right? Tomorrow will soon become another yesterday…..
I want to be remembered for who I was, not what I was. I rode this wild rollercoaster called life and survived, bruised and battered, but mostly intact.
Here's to my life. Past, Present, and Future.
--Colonel Jack O'Neill