The hills, dirt and Jesus. Just a few things I am feeling older than this week. You see, just the other day, I received an invitation for my 25-year high school reunion. I guess I was just sort of coasting through life really not paying attention to how old I’m getting, and WHAM!, I’ve been out of high school for 25 years!?!?
I’m sure many of you can relate with me when I say high school was not by any means a highlight in my life. Don’t get me wrong, I had tons of friends back then, partied hard and managed to graduate with a “3 point something” GPA, but for me, my life really began after high school. But that’s just me. I still have friends that can’t stop talking about “the good old days” of high school, and I guess that’s okay. Maybe for them, these were the years that shaped their lives, or maybe they were just the best years they ever had? It would be really sad to me if the latter were true on that one.
So anyway, I am feeling a bit old right now, but I’ll get over it. I have my own mathematical “philosophy” on the years we spend here on Earth, and it goes something like this:
Your first 15 years of life simply do not count. Face it, we were all too young and too stupid for these years to really matter. So, if I figure that my life started at the age of 15, that means I’ve really only lived for 28 years. When I balance my bad habits and vices with improvements in health care, I figure I am going to live until I’m at least 80 years old. With that being said, I still have 37 more years of life left, and given the fact that I’ve only lived for 28 so far, I’ve got a long way to go! And if I can pack as much life into my next 37 years as of I’ve packed into the first 28, things are looking even better.
If there are any other Class of 1983, Germantown High School Alumni out there that are feeling as old as dirt right about now, keep your chin up, we still have a long way to go!
G’Night G’Town!
Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter. ~Mark Twain
