This week I celebrated my 57th birthday. And you know what? I was excited about it!
I like getting older.
It wasn’t always like this. In fact, in the spirit of true confession and full transparency, it has never been like this before.
Up until recently, I have fucking DREADED the ageing process.
I’ve worried about what I have missed, what I won’t have, what I won’t have again, what I might not ever have, what might happen, what might not happen…down, down, down that rabbit hole of worry and regret and yuck.
But this year I feel like, Wow, I’m turning 57 and that is a big number. It’s getting bigger every year! Fuckin’ A, man!