Today it is October 1st., 2010 and I can hardly believe it. Where does the time go and why does it move so much faster after we reach 60+? I remember not being able to wait to be 13, a teenager, then 16 so I could have more freedom, then 18 the magical year. I had so much freedom I moved out of the house and found a small apartment. Big MISTAKE!! I was afraid all the time and hated being alone at night. I got engaged and moved back home. Married by 18 and at 21 I had my first child, my son David. That bliss lasted until I was 23. By 26 I was remarried and had another son, Mark. My boys were 5 years apart. Even though the time was flashing before my eyes I never noticed it. And as I grew older I can remember saying about losing some weight, or doing something else I needed to do, "oh, I can do that by the time I'm 36." Not sure why I picked 36 but I did. Thirty six came and went and now I am 70. I am still losing the same weight once more, screwed up several careers and excelled in several others. I have finally semi-retired. I have no idea how much time I still have and can't help but look back wondering where did all my time go? I am well past what I considered my magic age, and am still waiting to do too many things, 36 has come and gone, so has 46, 56 and 66. Now instead of being cocky and saying I have time galore, I know that isn't so.
I am not complaining but just warning those of you who haven't reached 36 or your own magic number to do all that you can now at the age you are, Take full advantage of your youth, enjoy feeling good like the world is your oyster because time waits for no man, or woman. Grab the world by the behind, throw caution to the wind and go for the gusto. . .
October 1st. 2010, WOW!