5 Decades of Breathing
50? Ain't no way... It's true, though.
Half a century. Seems like just a few years ago I was 25 buying my house. 25 years have passed since then.
It flew by. It seems like just a few months ago I turned 40. 45 seems like yesterday.
I guess I've been too busy trying to live to notice the years passing. Time flies when you're having fun, and I've always been able to make the best of most situations... Even the trying times.
I've been blessed in that regard, as well. Tough times have been few and far between. Maybe times are what you make of them.
For example, my sisters gave me a birthday party, yesterday, at my parents' house. While there, a large limb fell, damaging my vehicle, and knocking out the power to the house. Instead of it being some negative event, we all came together, including my Dad's great neighbors, to get the debris cleared and the power back on in a few short hours.
No one was hurt. My vehicle was drivable, and we all got some exercise... And wound up sitting and talking afterwards for a while longer than we probably would have, otherwise.
That's how 50 years flies by. Good family, friends, neighbors and making the best of what you get. I really can't complain.
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