Why is it that the years pass so quickly when you’re older? When I was a kid, it seemed like it took forever to get to Christmas or birthdays or anything else I anticipated with enthusiasm; now I turn around twice and the occasion is here.
Such is the case with my 56th birthday, which I celebrated two days ago. I feel like I just turned 50, and now I’m on the shady side of 55, looking straight ahead and seeing 60 in the not-too-distant future.
But those ruminations can wait for another day. Birthdays are for celebrating life, and this year I’ve got a lot to celebrate because I’m HERE. And that’s the best birthday gift of all.