Faces change.

It is not things that age, but our perception of them. Time does not change walls, but it changes the meaning of standing before them. How many goals that were once lofty are now merely dry wells? We discover too late that our most precious possessions are the empty spaces we left for wonder. And when we turn around, we see that what we thought was a burden on our shoulders was, in reality, wings we never dared to spread.