An old person carries with them the burden of their years, all the experiences that shaped & molded them and their peers, the influences of their parents & the sure & certain knowledge of their impending ending.
A middle aged person carries with them the sorrows of their missed opportunities, the dreams they gave up for the needs of daily living, the moments when they let fear overcome their courage, and the hope that time remains to make amends & do better.
A young person carries with them the hopes & dreams of their parents & teachers, as well as their own; the ignorance of history that leads to arrogance; the energy & drive that is so distractable by hormones & false desires.
A child, if treated well & nutrured properly, carries no burdens or cares yet has the biggest responsibility of them all — to learn & grow into a caring, mature adult who works to fight injustice, fix the messes left by others & improve the world by their time in it.
None of us really live in the same world, as each brings their own burdens & joys & concerns with them and those are the prism through which we see the world. We forget that the viewpoint of each is equally valuable and that actions speak louder than facts sometimes, as often what counts is what we did and how we did it, not why. We forget that there is a difference between facts (which are the same for all) and opinions. We lose sight of the value added to our lives by one another.
And yet, through it all, life is still worth living.
May the One in Whom we live & breathe & have our being bless each of you in your respective stations in life. This is my prayer. Amen.