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| "Ronnie" Tipton - 1952 |
Today I cross the threshold of seventy-seven years. Yes folks, I am THAT old. Wow, how did I ever get here?
At one time, when I was a young man I feared getting old. Now that I am here, I don't mind. Oh sure, I would like to go back to that young body. Not to wake up in the morning with the pain of arthritis. To have all my teeth. To not have a sagging face. To have my crystal clear memory. But you know what folks? Being seventy-seven years old isn't all that bad.
I know I have less years left on this earth than I have lived but I don't feel bad about that either. I have lived a good life. Sure, I've had my share of downs but not too many considering others. Actually I've had a really good life. And at this time of my life I'm in a pretty good place. A nice, comfortable home. Enough income of pay my bills. A long term loving relationship with Bill, my life partner of fifty-four years. A wonderful friendship with my Canadian Travel Buddy Pat. A good part-time job. My blogger friends.
The photo on this post is of me taken in 1952 when I was a fifth grader. I was full of anticipation and hope for the future. That future has been realized.
Happy birthday to me!