40 years. I’m 40 years old. Well…not yet officially…but almost. Really…that’s “getting up there” if you think about it. Think of all the things that have happened in my lifetime. Looking back, I am trying to think of some defining moments that I remember with absolute clarity. Me being the forgetful person that I am, I have come up with a short list. So I’m gonna put on my eyepatch one more time while I’m 39, stare at the receding sealine (not hairline) and put it out there…
- The day Christopher was born. I remember him, all bloody and really PISSED OFF! He was not happy to be leaving his happy place. But all good things must come to an end and here he is, 6 years later, reading, writing and doing arithmatic. Amazing what life can do.
- My wedding day and honeymoon in St. Lucia. The greatest week of my life. Who knew what kind of journey we were in for? And the one person who has my number has kept me in check ever since. I love her for everything that she allows me to be. As irritating as I can be, and as complicated as our relationship is, she is a standup woman who knows that I would be one bitter pirate without her and she puts up with me…even when I’m being an assbag.
- The day my Mom had an anuerysm. We are all faced with that time when the ones you love are in life and death situations. But the image of her lying in that hospital bed was one of the saddest days of my life. Oddly enough, I didn’t believe then that it was to be her last day. And you know what…she didn’t let me down. She came roaring back and has been going strong for well over 10 years now! Love you Mom!
- Don’t know what year it was, but coming downstairs on Christmas morning and there was literally a SEA of gifts under the tree. With 6 kids, there was a lot to go around!
- Hanging out with my best friend at his house. Sitting in front of the television and pouring out my soul about a lost love. I must have rambled on for too long because when I turned around…he was sound asleep. I will never forget that JT!!! And I will never forget “The Haircut” either! LOL
- Taking my daughter to physical therapy classes. She hadn’t learned to crawl (she was a “scooter”) and was having trouble learning to walk. So I took her to her classes and she HATED it! She was soooo mad at me. And she refused to do anything that the instructor asked (or begged) her to do. She is STILL hard-headed…and I see no end in sight.
- The day my first love broke up with me in high school. Who DOESN’T remember that feeling?
- My first kiss on vacation in Florida. Her name was Skye. I couldn’t stop thinking about her for months. And Bryan Adams’ “Reckless” was the album of that summer and I played it nonstop.
- Playing basketball at Ohio University and going up for a layup and getting bumped just enough that my back gave out. It was the worst pain I have ever felt and I had to literally crawl back to my car, drive home, and then have my best friend drive me home to go see my doctor. That totally sucked.
- Buying my first cassette with my own money. What was it? Supertramp’s double live album “Paris”. Don’t laugh…you know you love “Take The Long Way Home”.
- Taking my family to Walt Disney World and my parents joined us. So many vacations spent at the Mouse House when I was younger and so many good memories and now I get to start some new memories with MY kids. What an awesome event. And taking my kids to see “Country Bear Jamboree” with Grandma was a highlight!
Some historical moments that I remember? How about the Challenger exploding right after liftoff. Ronald Reagan getting shot. OJ Simpson in his white Ford Bronco cruising through Los Angeles with a parade of cop cars behind him. Michael Jackson’s hair catching on fire during that Pepsi commercial. Oliver North’s hand raised in the courtroom during the Iran-Contra hearings. President-elect Barack Obama accepting his Presidential nomination.
So many other memories are now flooding in and I could go on, but I won’t. Some are good, some are bad, but it’s a life, MY life…and there will hopefully be many more great things to come. Okay…so I’m gonna be 40. It’s not gonna be so bad. People turn 40 every day and have lived to tell about it. So I imagine I’ll be fine. Although I do have to wonder…when does my midlife crisis start? ‘Cause I want that red convertible!!!