THE FACE OF 38

Yesterday I went to a funeral. Today is my birthday. Its seems like a crazy one-two punch, but isn't that life? A celebration of what was, what is, and what will be?

A friend jokingly wished me a happy 21st birthday on Facebook, and that has me thinking...
Would I care to be a kid again? No, my childhood was kinda tortured. Yuck.

Would I want to be a teenager? Are you kidding?

Would I wanna be 21? 30? 35? Good times, and bum times. I've seen them all and my dear, I'm still here! In fact everything you do there, brings you here. And here is good.

In reflection, I see that my journey has been rich and varied with amazing experiences, fortunate circumstances, painful excursions, and LOTS of twists and turns. Sometimes just plain twisted! But would I go back to any of it? Nuh-uh. No way. Not even the best of it.

Never in my life [so far] has the NOW held so much peace and the future held so much promise. The past often provides us with many memories [good and bad], and important life lessons, but I caution you, spend too much time there and you'll miss the joy of what is right now. And what about tomorrow? Well, I'm just getting started. This makes rapidly approaching 40 sound rather exciting, don't you think? And knowing this makes it really, really easy to face 38. It's a very happy birthday indeed. Bring it!