You can’t just turn back time.
So I’m a year old today.
Can’t say whether I’m happy or depressed about that. I’m not the kind of person who necessarily celebrates his birthday. I kinda just let it coast by without making too much of a fuss about it. I’ve been in a constant battle with getting old since my teens. I guess I’m sort of like I’m Peter Pan…
Wait. No. Forget I EVER said that. That’s just frightening.
I am just the boy who wouldn’t grow up though. I’m not a fan of that adage about “being only as old as you feel”. My body tells me that I feel like I’m 45 with my achy knees that can predict the weather and constantly sore back. I pop a variety of pills daily and seem to be finding the weight everyone else appears to be losing. I forget more things than I remember and my disdain for the youth of today rivals that of the crankiest old coots. My mind however will never get past the tender age of 18 though. Heck at times I’m sure Suzanne will tell you I act more like a 13yr old more often than not. I pride myself on that though. People get so wrapped up with age and getting older that they cut their lives short prematurely worrying about it. I see it this way, why worry about something you can’t change or affect? Sure you can prolong your life with exercise, healthy eating, vitamins and supplements but in the end you’re going to pass away just like the rest of us. We’re all racing towards the finish line together. I just happen to enjoy jabbing others with my elbow and making faces at them as they go by. Enjoy each day as though it were your last because you never know if it is.
So in celebration of my birthday I took some advice from my blend (aka blog friend… thanks Suze) Christy Miles and decided to make a little Jack Daniel’s inspired label for myself. Cheers!