I turned 45 today.
I remember when I was younger, and my parents were in their mid-forties. I thought they were sooo old! Now, it doesn't seem so bad to me. I still have all of my hair, it still has most of its color, I still have good health- in fact, I feel half my age...well, most of the time. Everyone says I look young, I dress young, and I act young (I hope that's a good thing). I feel young, truth be known.
My staff took me out to lunch today, and gave me funny cards about the benefits & troubles with aging, and we had a great time munching on chips at a Mex diner. Lisa & the girls fixed me dinner & dessert this evening, then gave me their gifts- a small home theater system for the basement, and a cool reclining couch. Sunday football, here I come!
Many friends & family called, emailed, or text-messaged their best wishes, and it was great hearing from everyone. Its been a pretty good day, considering I'm now 45.
The only thing that unnerves me about 45 is- its 5 short years to 50. Half a century old. 2003 was just 5 years ago, and it seems like yesterday. 50 will be here before I know it. That's sobering. Time marches on...
I know my days have been marked out for me, and my times are in His hands. So whether I have another 45 years, or just a few more, I want them to count- for Christ, and for those around me.
And I wouldn't mind keeping my hair & health a little longer, as well...
Rob