A few thousand tequilas, a ton of whiskey, beers, and another 365 days around the sun later and I’m still breathing!
Growing old. But gratefully!
Yes, you read that right! I’m thankful enough to be able to see the start of a new year, many people actually don’t get to see that. Friends and people I know have come and gone. One day you’re here, and the other you’re gone. Though it’s not been without its narrow escapes – I’ve escaped some near-death experiences in road traffic accidents, assaults, and a few retarded situations that I’ve somehow crawled my way out. Some of the people close to me say I’m either truly lucky or I have the lives of a cat. Nevertheless, these scars that years have cemented on me only serve as a reminder to be truly thankful for another day in life.
In my earlier years, another birthday was just a reason for another party or a few days of binge drinking. However, over the years this mindset has slowly changed, and now it’s more of appreciation for the lessons learned over the years. “Another birthday,” some of my friends say with the follow up of “we’re getting old”; some panic at the fact. It’s true, we are aging, and the vanity in our youth that we once had has slowly changed. I mean who wouldn’t want to stay young forever right?
But that’s life! It reminds me of a quote in a favorite old country song of mine by Kenny Chesney and it says