Tag: middle age
A reflection on my 55th birthday.
Reflections on personal congruence on my 54th birthday.
Happy 53rd birthday to me.
You always have to figure out your life
A reflection on how you have to figure out what to do from here at all times in your life.
I’m realizing that except for fading looks I rather like getting older.
Who knew we’d carry so much when we’re in our 50s? And that it would make us look and feel older?
My hair is thinning on top. I wondered if this would ever happen. It started happening to my dad when he was in his late 30s, and he tells me his dad went bald in his 20s. Now it’s my turn. I’m glad I’m tall, or everybody’d be able to see through to my scalp.…
I turn 48 today. I’ve known many people who wring their hands over the birthdays that end in zero. They’re milestones of getting old, after all. But none of them have bothered me so far — certainly not 20, but also not 30, not 40. Some odd birthdays have troubled me unexpectedly. 33 was tough. I…
Halfway to 90
When I was in my 20s I used to look at the older guys at work – the guys in their 40s, with their receding hairlines and expanding waistlines – and shudder, and try not to think about my eventual fate. Yesterday was my 45th birthday. Fate has a way of catching up with you. Except that…