There were no important men or women born on my birthday. Only babies.
Today, I am 57 years old. How is that possible? Seriously, it's possible because the world keeps turning. I feel every bit that 57 has to offer. The aches and pains, the continual need to increase the magnification of reading glasses, the heartburn, being exhausted by 9 pm, taking the prescriptions. You get the idea.
I think the thing I like least and most, at the same time, is the flatulence. I used to work for a great guy in his 50's. The only thing was, I'd be having a conversation with him, and he would pass gas while talking, and never miss a beat.
I used to think it was weird, but now I get it. Not bad gas, in general terms, just a release of what could be unhealthy, painful and uncomfortable for everyone. It's just weird. You'll understand when you reach this milestone.
Last night, my wife threw me a great birthday party. Just family. It was the perfect number of people and activity, so I didn't have any seizure issues. Pizza, cake, ice cream, Doritos, M&Ms, peanuts, soda, etc. Some great clothes and a great book to read.
But far and away, the best thing about it were the people. It was wonderful to see Heather's Mom and Dad, brother Troy, his son, his wonderful girlfriend and her daughter. It was awesome. Great conversation, very funny and I didn't start feeling poorly until the end of the night.
Heather is going to get McDonald's breakfast sandwiches, which we only get on birthdays and tonight, we'll go to my favorite steakhouse. All wonderful.
Thinking back on the last couple of years, I realize that, outside of some family members, the greatest gifts of all, are God and all he has blessed me with, including children and grandchildren and the many friends who have helped us over the last few years, financially, physically and emotionally. Being there means so much to me. I love you all!
You know, I always thought that I would be one of those guys who would still be working in my eighties, with no plans for retirement. Sometimes life throws curve balls and I guess you roll with them. Everything is good.
May God richly bless you all!
See you tomorrow.
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