I will turn 45 tomorrow. It’s not like I’m sad or anything, it’s more like I’m amazed at how old I am and that I’m still alive haha.
I listed all the years on a notebook paper and tried my best to remember my life in those years. During those moments, I smiled, I laughed but there was also sadness and a yearning for things carried away by time.
I then horizontally plotted out my years by number and was amazed at how much I spent of my 20s and 30s working as an employee. While I know I became hyper productive past 30, a part of me wonders how things would have panned out had I started sooner. But as they say, looking back is a waste of time.
There’s not much of a difference between me turning 45 and what it felt like when I entered my 30s. Maybe I was a tad more limber then but that’s just about it. The only notable difference – and it’s not really that significant – is my right knee. I suffered a severe sprain in my ACL playing American football and while I can still run and jump, it hasn’t really been 100% since. And of course, my face has undergone somewhat of a change.
So, in many ways I am thankful that I’m still whole in many respects.
I have my friends and my family. I have my mother visiting me to ring in my birthday with. And I have a host of other blessings that give me something to look forward to when I wake up in the morning.
But I will say though that these are significant years and it would be wise of me to re-examine my long term goals and priorities – chief of which is to keep simplifying my life and live as moderately as possible.
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