Yes, in theory it does. But then I think about my mom, who is amazing- and the sexiest, most amazing 70+ year old woman you will ever meet. She said something to me a couple months ago, that I will never forget. She said, God, I would love to be 50 again. 50 was great.
|This is my mom in her 40's. Thank Goddess for good genes.|
Really? If you could travel back in time today, to any age- it would be 50? Holy shit, that is incredible. I'm only 39. I still have 50 to look forward to. And 49, 48, 47, 46, 45, 44, 43, 42, 41, and even 40. Nothing like a little perspective, to brighten your day.
Happy Birthday to me.
This year, I'm going to be sure to remember one thing- that I will be dead someday. Could be tomorrow, could be next week, or it could be 40 years from now. I've always had a habit- during times in my life that terrified me- to remember that, yes, I would be dead some day. It may sound grim, but somehow- to me- it is strangely comforting. What it makes me remember is this- be fearless. Don't let the turkey's get you down. Don't take anything too seriously or too personally. This too, shall pass. I guess I am becoming a Buddhist.
Impermanence is awesome.