Friday, May 16, 2008
An Epic Year
Last month I turned 44. It's a significant age for my family. I am the youngest of five so my two brothers and two sisters have been through their 44th years already. We didn't talk to each other much about how they felt turning 44 but I imagine they thought about it as much as I have.
I've been thinking a lot about my previous 43 years. Have I lived a good life? How would I be remembered if I was gone tomorrow? What can I do better with the next 43 years (if I'm lucky enough to get 43 more years)? I want to live an interesting life, take some risks and touch some people's hearts along the way.
What's bringing this all on you ask? You see, 35 years ago this month, my Dad died from a heart attack at age 44. Because of this, I will do my best to treat the years I get to live after these first 44 as gifts.