A Birthday Lament
When I turned 25, I was excited about my second quarter century of life. After all, I spent 25 years growing from an immobile, inarticulate, drooling person who frequently messed in their clothes to a walking, talking individual who could drool on purpose at any time (or by accident if a really pretty girl walked by). At that time, I planned to reach my 50th year having made a name for myself, achieved that millionaire status and able to live the high life.
In a couple days, I will reach that half-century mark. My biggest accomplishments have been my three beautiful and intelligent children, my excellent friends and recently finding the love of a beautiful woman and her children. Actually, they aren’t accomplishments. I’m just the lucky recipient of their love. Aside from that and not being homeless or imprisoned, I’m hard-pressed to find other achievements for celebrating a second 25 years. As for being a millionaire, my now former spouse ended up spending two dollars for every dollar that I made. It took me a couple of decades to realize that there is a fine line between being a gentleman and being a doormat. Which means, if nothing else, I now have 25 additional years worth of experiences on how not to live life.
At my 25th birthday, I was excited about living the next quarter-century because of what I’ve accomplished in the first. On the eve of my 50th birthday, I find myself disillusioned and unenthusiastic about the next quarter-century of my life because of past years filled with regrets, stupid decisions and reprehensible mistakes. I’m pretty sure there won’t be a national holiday filled with parades and half-priced sales in my honor.
In the past, I was saddened if friends or family would accidentally overlook my birthday. This year, I will be very content if the entire world forgets that I’ve circled the sun 50 times without dying. Actually, I’m not 50. More like $39.95 with lots of shipping and handling involved …
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When I turned 25, I was excited about my second quarter century of life. After all, I spent 25 years growing from an immobile, inarticulate, drooling person who frequently messed in their clothes to a walking, talking individual who could drool on purpose at any time (or by accident if a really pretty girl walked by). At that time, I planned to reach my 50th year having made a name for myself, achieved that millionaire status and able to live the high life.
In a couple days, I will reach that half-century mark. My biggest accomplishments have been my three beautiful and intelligent children, my excellent friends and recently finding the love of a beautiful woman and her children. Actually, they aren’t accomplishments. I’m just the lucky recipient of their love. Aside from that and not being homeless or imprisoned, I’m hard-pressed to find other achievements for celebrating a second 25 years. As for being a millionaire, my now former spouse ended up spending two dollars for every dollar that I made. It took me a couple of decades to realize that there is a fine line between being a gentleman and being a doormat. Which means, if nothing else, I now have 25 additional years worth of experiences on how not to live life.
At my 25th birthday, I was excited about living the next quarter-century because of what I’ve accomplished in the first. On the eve of my 50th birthday, I find myself disillusioned and unenthusiastic about the next quarter-century of my life because of past years filled with regrets, stupid decisions and reprehensible mistakes. I’m pretty sure there won’t be a national holiday filled with parades and half-priced sales in my honor.
In the past, I was saddened if friends or family would accidentally overlook my birthday. This year, I will be very content if the entire world forgets that I’ve circled the sun 50 times without dying. Actually, I’m not 50. More like $39.95 with lots of shipping and handling involved …
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Quote “On the eve of my 50th birthday, I find myself disillusioned and unenthusiastic about the next quarter-century of my life because of past years filled with regrets, stupid decisions and reprehensible mistakes.”
Good morning my Love!
Let’s just say that the past 25 for either of of was not what we expected, BUT the last 5 plus have been the best in some very important aspects. You and I are both gainfully employed, we have healthy, intelligent children, our health for the most part, and each other. I like to look at it as the glass half full instead of half empty, or as the beginning of our new lives together. Granted we cannot change the past and its effects on our lives to this point, but we can use the things we learned from those experiences and make our lives better and more satisfying than we may have dreamed up until now. Something tells me that this next 25 plus years is going to be the best ever. Do them together?
Your GG :*
PS Even if there are no parades or great ceremonies to honor your accomplishments, please know this … You have impacted many peoples lives in a very positive way throughout your entire life. You make them laugh, have taught them to love, inspired them to do better, and supported them in as many ways as you have been able to throughout the years. This has not gone unnoticed or unappreciated, we all love you for what you do and who you are!
Everyday is a day to celebrate with you in our lives! Happy Everyday to YOU!
I am 26 years old and I think that real life just starts now. A year ago, I finished Faculty but now, I work and I wait baby. I think about a lot of serious things than before.