– Eros Ramazzotti
Today, I hit 38 on the stopwatch.
To some, this isn’t such a big deal. You’ve been here and done this, and emerged relatively unscathed. Looking back, you realize that it was just one more port of call on the highway of life. But before you chide me for my overreaction, remember how you felt on the morning of…
I am nearing the mid-point of my journey. It’s been, all things told, a pretty amazing trip so far. I have been blessed with a multitude of experiences that many never get to enjoy. I wouldn’t change a thing.
I’m also looking ahead at a road that shortens with every new sunrise, into a vista of blind alleys and hairpin curves hiding who knows what mysteries and adventures. Every day is a new day, and I feel a weight of responsibility–the responsibility to greet each one with an unflagging sense of wonder and expectation:
What amazing thing will I see/taste/hear/do today?
True, none of us makes it out of this life alive, but that doesn’t mean we can’t give it a run for its money!
Last night, I raised a solitary glass to my 37th year of life. Today, I toast the future.