Reflections on a 61st Birthday
Today is the beginning of my 61st year. Who would have imagined this 6+ decade ride? I'm where my teenage self never envisioned I would have been. Most of my adolescent years I couldn't even think of myself past 21, and suspected I'd be dead by then. And yet, here I am. In this regard my soul resonates with the lines Ulysses S. Grant opened his personal memoirs with, ""Man proposes and God disposes." There are few important events in the affairs of men brought about by their own choice" ("The Personal Memoirs of Ulysses S. Grant: The Complete Annotated Edition," 3). I cannot conceive of a better way to put it, in fully earthly words. I have gone places, done things, seen events, experienced moments that I had nowhere listed on my mental map. And, even through the tears, fears, grief, and heartbreak, it has been good. But it has been all too fast. 6+ decades have sped by in a few minutes. A 42 year marriage with my High School babe that is ali...