Yup…that sure is a lot of days. I even counted in the extra days for Leap Years.
Although these musings may seem self-indulgent, my hope is that people who have only lived 11,323 days (or some other time span shorter than my days on earth) will read it and take away a thing or two or three.
I’ve blown out many candles and made lots and lots of wishes. I’ve celebrated alone and with friends and family. I’ve been snowed-in during blizzards. (Being a February baby has had its disadvantages.) And, since 2005 have received lots of Facebook messages and birthday emojis. I’ve ruminated on the meanings of birthdays and listed all the lessons I’ve learned over the years. In my very first blog (which now looks positively ancient) I summarized the decades of my life.
But now I’ve decided to stop looking back and I’ll map out the second half instead. I will, after all, live to be 120+ and I’m not really getting older, I’m simply re-booting and disrupting.
The lessons I’ve learned can be distilled down to a few simple facts:
This year (and throughout the second half of my life), I will:
In short, I will commit to disrupting aging and creating the playbook for those of us who know we don’t want to live like our grandparents or even our parents — but will listen to their lessons and incorporate them in our own (long) lives.
According to the BaZi (Chinese horoscope), this year — The Year of the Earth Pig — will be a good one for me. I think I’ll start Day #22,647 with bacon as a tribute.
Because, after all, Every day is better with bacon. You don’t have to live as long as I have to learn that lesson.