Sunday, February 19, 2012
The Big 5-0
The good. And the bad. The ups and the downs. Happy and sad times. Like everyone else. I have more aches and pains than I used to. Tummy upset from coffee or creamer or something....more than I used to. I don't sleep as well. I get irritated with stupidity and slow drivers. I used to go to yoga but haven't for a while. But I want to. Does that count? I'm out. And happy. And those certainly count for something. I've learned that some of my ideals early in life were pretty shallow. And I've allowed myself to age pretty gracefully, I guess. There has been a family filled with cancers, Lou Gehrig's disease, alcoholism and drug abuse, suicide, fights and the like. But we're still a pretty tight knit group. I've hated a few times and I've loved a lot. There are friends. Facebook, virtual, and real ones in life. I love nearly all of them. I'm pretty simple. Things that turn me on are the sky, trees, leaves, green grass, rivers and oceans. Things that mean next to nothing to me are sports, big star entertainment, staying out late, partying, and being loud. I'm far more irritated than I used to be and will be glad to tell you exactly the things I will put up with and those that I won't. I can see those things hidden somewhere ahead of me in life that I know I need to connect with but struggle to put into practice. My connection to technology, the internet, and the iPhone has grown. My connection to earth, sky and trees has waned. I don't like it. I know it. I've discovered what I like and what I don't like. I'm pleased with that. Mostly.
And I've got a partner of nearly 15 years who loves me, cares for me, and has allowed us to create a beautiful, successful life together. He's far more than I could have ever asked for. And there's a dog. A mutt. A pooch. Mason. He's a cutie boy. To these two things, I say thank you. For being there for me. For believing in me. Today, at 50. And tomorrow, at 80.
Happy Birthday to me.