A Warrior Looks At 50 and Beyond

I was asked yesterday - "If you could be any age, what age would it be?"  I knew the answer immediately.  @ 50, you know there are times in your life you would like to relive - kinda like the GroundHog Day movie.  Many of those days, I REALLY wish I could live again.  So, yes the answer was easy.  Like everyone, I suppose, the times with your children are special.  The times of your supposedly glory days have impact.  Your life with "the one" and your love for the divine are some WOW days.  Yes, my answer was really easy.

I remember the fun I have bantering with others about politics, money and beliefs.  The premise of the discussion is irrelevant - the joy is in the discussion.  Principles are ok, "interest" builds value - literally and figuratively.  I enjoy watching the signs of spring - especially when the amount of clothes the 30 something women wear is less Amish.  I smile when I think of people I have worked with - who perhaps - somehow - someway - learned a few life lessons from me.  Yes, the answer was really easy.

I relish the days when I could read a classic and then attempt to put those lessons in play in today's world.  I remember the sound of a grenade going off and glad that sound was further away.  I still laugh at the times we moved over 3 tons rocks up a hill to build a walkway and play set for our girls - but what I mostly remember about those days was the look on the young 20 something guys' faces  - that not only could I keep up with them - I could out hustle them.  Oh yea and the day my little brother could not keep up either.  Yes, the answer was really easy.

The day I learned I could build stuff and of course, the day I learned I could not build stuff.  :)   The day a poor man got a $10 gift.  The year I really grew up.  The day I realized I had far too much to lose and the gain of the moment was worthless.  The day a young man was accepted into a school he knew he could never attend.  The realization later in life that the decision was the right one.  The annual event of decorating for Christmas.  The look and smell of a garage that never will get organized.  Yes, the answer was really easy.

So easy in fact - I pegged it as 75.  No, I am not there yet.  I just want to be able to keep doing what I do, as well as I can, for as long as I can.  You see, I have a wonderful life and I have known that for some time now...even though some days I forget.  I have no idea if an angel got her wings when I learned the future is about loving the past and not living in it.  So here's to living long and knowing why you want to!  As the warrior Buzz Lightyear would say - To Infinity and Beyond!!