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Getting old?

So, today is my son’s first birthday – holy crap, what?! it’s his 10th?!!! (Funny thing is that I really did start to type “first,” so I went with it)

Um yeah, so today is my son’s 10th birthday.  I can’t believe that it’s been that long.  I mean, it just doesn’t seem like an entire decade has passed since one of the most amazing, most memorable days of my life.  Has it really been that long since everyone feared the end of the world in the celebration of Y2K? Have I really been out of college that long (ASU ’99)? Does that really mean it’s been 16 year’s since I graduated high school (LHS ’94)? This list could get long….

I guess what I’m getting at, is the older your children get, the more you realize how much the world is changing around you.  The past couple of years have been full of “ah-ha” moments.  One of the first was when I added my step-sister, (former, how exactly does this work anyway? – do you just lose step-siblings in a divorce? I digress) Dawna, on Facebook.  Her initial response was, “you look like a young Art (my dad).”  It was at that moment that I began counting the years back only to realize that my father was my age when he joined their family.  That truly struck me, not so much in a bad way, but in a relative way.  I began to see many things in my life in a different light.  I began to realize my parents ages and what they were going through as I enter certain moments in my own life.  You really begin to get a better perspective of your own life through this imagery.

What does it mean to get old? to grow old? Is it the collection of new aches and pains you wake up to each day? Is it the way that you run out of breath trying to race your son through a bounce house obstacle course? Is it the way that you begin to look at yourself in the mirror each morning, realizing more and more that you look like your parents? Or is it the growth in knowledge, and the realization that your parents were one of the best forms of education you’ve ever had (good or bad)? It could also be the fact that you’ve become boring to everyone around you, well, at least some of the time.

Age is definitely just a number, and how old you are really is based on the way you feel and think.  I feel old….lol I don’t know, sometimes I just feel so run down, but when I think of others throughout my life, I do my best to drudge through and keep going.  My son definitely helps me stay young.  I do feel at times though, I really need to do a better job to do more things with him.  As I’ve already said, a whole decade with him by my side has gone by, and I feel I’ve missed so much already.  Looking at him in pictures, it is just so amazing to see how old he now looks.  He is growing up so very fast right before all our eyes, and we don’t even notice it until it’s too late.

So now the question becomes, is growing old the realization of what all you’ve missed?

Nah…but I do think that it get’s you to think about it, and that’s a good thing.  It’s a good thing to take a look at what’s around you and realize what all there is.  Too often we take for granted everything that we have.  Life IS too short, and we need to cherish every opportunity, every smile, and every birthday.  It’s a sign of us growing older, but it’s also another chance to remember and be thankful.


Preface

This is my first attempt at a blog, so bear with me.  Currently I’m working on my “About” page, but will soon have a post up here for your reading enjoyment or displeasure, whichever you prefer.

…Be back soon