On Turning 50…

My 50th birthday is next week, Tuesday, December 7th. Yes, that’s right. I’m a Pearl Harbor Day baby. As Franklin Roosevelt said, “A day that will live in infamy.”

For years I told a meaningless joke, claiming that since it was Pearl Harbor Day, my Dad would get bombed (drunk) on that day every year. It never made much sense, but I always thought it was silly. Just a laugh.

Now I’m trying to find some way to laugh about turning 50. Sure, I know. It’s only a number. And 50 is the new 40. And on and on.

But what I can’t get my arms around is that, for the life of me, I don’t feel like I expected to feel when I hit the half century mark. I thought I would be more settled. I imagined I would be less worried and more confident. I believed that I would be more dull and less wondrous.

But actually none of these things have come to pass. I still look for the beauty and miracles that happen around me every day. I still worry about many things that never come to pass. I still feel like the best is yet to come.

And I guess that’s a good thing. I don’t want to be a stodgy old man at 50. I want to feel alive and sensitive and totally in the moment.

So I say Happy Birthday to me.

60 should be a breeze.

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4 responses to “On Turning 50…

  1. Michael Hernbrott

    My wife’s birthday is November 22nd (Kennedy assasination). Every year I tell her “It wouldn’t be right celebrating on such a dark day in our history.” She responds with “If we don’t it will become much darker for you.”
    Unlike us (I’m right behind you at 48), it never gets old.

    Happy Birthday John!

  2. Colleen

    Aw, honey, you’re just getting started! 🙂

  3. Christina

    Happy Birthday, John! 🙂

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