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NOTE: This post is a little late. The actual day was 3/31.
It is not the optimal time to be having a birthday, yet it happened. Not only did I celebrate another trip around the sun, it was a milestone.
Six hundred months
2, 607 weeks
Yes, I made it. Fifty years. This birthday however get a little derailed by the pandemic we are all going through. The original plan was to try to go away for a few days, the little guy was supposed to be on his spring break and the three of us were going to get away. Obviously with everything in the world being cancelled, those plans fell through. We will do something to celebrate this milestone later in the year, if and when we of this and figure out what the new new normal is going to be. Although we are “quarantined” we were able to make a wonderful day of it. We participated in the “Carry out America” and ordered to go meals and went to play in the park (while observing physical distancing). Newmom and the little guy made a delicious cake and there were even a couple of gifts to open! All in all it was a very nice, relaxing day and under the circumstances, I could not have asked for it to be better!
So I spent some time in the days leading up to my birthday and then a couple days after reflecting on what this milestone really meant to me. What does it mean to be fifty? Well, for one thing, if I ever participate in a run or ride again, I will be in a whole new age bracket (MOOTR and Running on Healthy, that one was for you!)! OK, now looking at it a little more deeply. I said something to someone on my birthday and said life has just continued to get better. My 30’s were amazing, my 40’s were by far, the best decade of my life. I just can’t wait to see what my fifties bring me.
Reigniting my faith has helped keep me feeling energized. It has definitely helped re-energize my own spirit, I have to say it has been one of the benefits I have discovered. Being a man of faith does not mean that bad things won’t happen, that I won’t be without sin, but it means that my spirit is not weighed down the way it was before. It may sound irrational to some, but it is my truth, whether they believe or not.
I don’t know what it is supposed to feel like, being 50. To be honest I feels a hell of a lot like 49 did. today my cousin’s daughter celebrated her 16th birthday. That made me feel older than turning 50 did. I have written this before but seeing kids grow up makes me feel older than my birthday does. Like how the hell did my 2nd cousin turn 16? Oh yeah, she lived one day older than she did when she was 15 years and 365 days old (it’s a leap year people, my math is fine).
I have seen amazing leaps in technology. The boom of the digital age. I have seen 8tracks get replaced by cassette tapes. Cassette tapes replaced by Compact Discs, digital streaming making physical media obsolete. I have seen the rise of the Cell phone for everyone then they morphed into our own personal assistants. I have seen advancements in joint replacements and other procedures we never thought possible not all that long ago.
My first television was a little black and white set (probably 16 inch screen) that had rabbit ears for tuning in. Now I have a flat panel television that is over 50 inches and produces more colors than my eye can comprehend.
I could go on and on and on. There is an ugly side to all of this. I have watched many loved ones succumb to old age. I have lost family members, friends, mentors and others that have meant so much to me to disease, accidents and just time. What I (and so many others) wouldn’t give for one hour with those we have lost.
Now I know I too will become a victim to father time. But I don’t plan on going anytime soon and I will do what I can to make sure the time I am gifted with is spent well.
I used to play pretty hard. I was not easy on my body and used to think with youthful abandon that I would not see 30. Now I say with aged resilience, I am going to be here forever! And through our little guy, a part of me will be.
Here’s to my milestone. If any of you would like to send a belated gift, let me know and I will send you an address to mail it to! Scotch makes the perfect gift!! OK, I am not 100% serious, just reading and continuing to support the blog is greatly appreciated!