Birthday

Well it's my birthday and I have a day filled with fun and good people.

I have noticed repeatedly how I am getting slower, getting fatter, getting balder, getting wrinkled, getting spider veins...and the list just seems to grow. As a youth I would shake my head at the men and women who attempted, in vain I might add, to slow the aging process through all sorts of ways and means. Now I find myself longing to return to my youth where I didn't have to pee throughout the night, it didn't hurt to walk down the stairs and if I stayed up past midnight I wasn't wrecked for the next week. I tell you a little red convertible is just around the corner...well maybe a Honda Shadow with me in full leathers.

It is also getting more difficult to have hope for tomorrow. I was challenged last week with my focus on what has been rather than what is to come. Without a forward looking perspective one lives in regret instead of in  hope. It is easier living focused on the past, but I am starting to see that such life view takes an incredible toll on one's spirit. Perhaps this is what furthers the aging process the fastest?

In many ways age is a great thing and I am proud to be where I am. But it is the markers of my own mortality that can weigh heavy. So my goal is to look into what is to come. To begin to plan and prepare for the voyage that is set in front of me and to let go of that which has been.

The other day my daughter told me I smell like Jesus.