The end of almost 50

When I started my blog my intention was to speak about what I know to be true - and not just true to me.  It was meant to be a reflection of times past, the places in the future and of course right now.  I wrote those through the eyes of someone approaching 50 - someone who had lived through many experiences and who will live through many more.  Nothing has changed since I started this blog - only by the time most of you who read this - I will no longer be approaching 50 - I will be 50. 

I suppose the predictable thing to do would be to attempt to write prophetically - with much admiration toward many and malice to but a few.  I am, as many of you know, not much for the book standard answer.  I have little admiration for many and if truth be told - the ones to whom I might  have malice - most likely impacted me the most and made me, in no lesser part than those I care for, who I am today.   During this past year or so - I wrote many entries - some good - some not so much - some political - some satire - but all heartfelt.  A wise man once told me that writing is a cathartic.  Perhaps - but to whom?  I am particularly proud of two entries:  My Grandfather's Hammer and The Funeral of a Dear Friend.  Both entries speak of who I am - and more importantly who I strive to be.  Time will tell if my writings were true - either way - the intent was sincere.

The four people for whom I care the most are the ones who probably care the least about what I write here.  They know me and I am honored to have my life with them.  They know who they are - but perhaps you do not - so to Chuck, Carlee, MattiLynn and Valerie - thanks for making my life the great place it is. Like a John Grisham book...there is no profound ending - the action occurs living each day not thinking about the past.  Here's to living....may each of you find peace...and a good AARP card so you can get some discounts....or so goes my thoughts from almost (at least for another few hours) 50 years....