Intrigued by life's seasons:
First remembered is my naive imagination; then the playful attempts at realizing one's imagination while persuading others to follow; this matures into vision and spawns certain entrepreneurial ventures if one has learned to manage risk. If so, creative impact is the reward. This spawns the thirst for mentoring, followed by the need to finish well so as to preserve one's impact. However, the energy to resist the haunting opportunities to fail begins to diminish.
Hope is now a precious commodity, more so than wealth, sustained by the bedrock of faith developed over the seasons of life.