I am getting older. No kidding right? My hair is thinning more (actually there isn't much more to lose) and it's grey. My 6-pack abs are now a keg. I'm forgetting more. I wear bifocals. My children are having children. My son calls me "old man". I tell him one day his son will be calling him old man. The knees creak. And worst of all I can't stand loud music... LOL!
Despite all that I have more patience and peseverence. Mentally I'm stronger. I'm at ease. I laugh more. I cry more. My emotions are more promienate. I have passion. George Burns said "I look in the obituaries everyday and if my name isn't there, it will be a good day." I just checked the obits, my name isn't there. It's a good day.
I remember when I was 13 I told a neighbor that I couldn't wait to be18. He asked why. I said so I can move out of the house, drink beer, buy cigarettes and I'll be a man. He said don't rush your life you will be 18 so fast that the next thing you know you will be 40. How true was he. I'm 45. Looking back seems like a short time. Looking ahead looks like a long haul.
I'm comfortable with my age. I wouldn't trade my age to be younger. Maturity is quite awesome. I've made bad choices. BUT, I've made alot of good choices. I still have choices to make. I'm a better person then I was.
I've had a full and exciting life. The regrets I have, I'm working on seeing them in a different light.
I have fun. One time I went to the hospital for my ECT, I wore two different shoes. Another time I went, I wore a button down shirt backwards. I wore a Christmas shirt in July. I play the air guitar. I sing (terribly ). I do a happy dance (terribly too). I enjoy life. I'm thankful I can enjoy it. I live like today's gonna be the rest of my life.
Live, love, laugh, learn, listen,
Dave
