Well, I will have to admit it is nice to get a little bit of extra attention.  That’s what happens on your birthday.  You get oodles of greetings on Facebook.  Many from people you haven’t seen or exchanged words with in 25-30 years.  Nevertheless, it is nice to know that someone took the time to write a few words.

The actual day is really not that significant.  The age is a number.  What I wonder is how old I am organically.  What I mean is placed against some kind of norm group how do I compare in health, strength, flexibility, BMI, etc.  That would be a truer measure of age.  How do I stack up?  Am I closer to the tomb than to the womb?  Am I like a fine whiskey or wine, still aging in order to reach optimal perfection?

The way others see it, and maybe I do too, is that I am now 49.  A year from now will mark a milestone.  I’ll be 50, five decades, half century, 2 score and 10 years.  A lot can happen in 50 years.  Look at the dramatic change in the last 50 years.  Examine the incredible change of the previous 50 years.  I think change has accelerated since the start of the 20th century and that will continue to happen exponentially over the coming centuries.

A thought just came to mind.  In my 49th year I will welcome a new generation to our planet.  If all goes well my daughter will give birth to a child that could potentially live into the 22nd century.  Isn’t that an incredible thought.

I shouldn’t be so cynical.  I should celebrate that I have survived another year.  The pace of life has not trampled me………..yet.

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