Monday is my birthday. I turn 55. At first, I thought that I might just type those first two sentences as my blog today, But, I didn’t really know what that meant. I “turn” 55?
I decided to google “turning 55”. There are a lot of people writing about it. There’s even retirement advice. People are writing about their goals and their dog getting old, and driving and not wearing high heels.
It’s odd that I feel disconnected from it. I don’t even know what to say except that I will smile when I say to my parents, “Can you believe that you have a 55-year-old son?”. My wife won’t be surprised if I play some Madden on PlayStation. Turning 55 won’t change that.
It’s a continuum of time. II Peter 3:8 says that, “with the Lord, one day is like a thousand years and a thousand years as one day”. So at least I have that going for me.
I have no thoughts of retiring. Of course, both my parents still work at the church, so I come by that honestly.
I have heard people say that looking over their life, they wouldn’t change anything. Not sure I would say that. I guess I’m just not thinking too deeply about it.
I enjoy a good laugh; A Chik-fil-A sandwich with extra pickles; A bit of exercising because of things like that sandwich; A good book; A fresh Hanover tomato.
I remain curious; I enjoy a good story. I still dislike insurance companies, and I’m still not sure who shot JFK.
Ben Franklin said that getting older makes you distrust young doctors and old barbers. I can’t say that even resonates with me, but it does make me laugh.
This doesn’t feel like an arrival. I will have cake because I like cake. But, I’d like to eat cake everyday!
Yes, I wish I could write an epic blog about turning 55. Maybe turning 56 or 60 will cause me to be more reflective. For now, I am just glad to be where I am… right now. And, I plan on being just as glad after my birthday on Monday.
I’ll be back with a blog on Wednesday; But, I suspect that my birthday will have no effect on my random blogging!
And for my birthday pic o’….