Today's my birthday. I turn 50 today. My wife and kids have been jokingly saying I'm halfway to 100, but I actually really like that thought. Some might see it as depressing, but I find that thinking about having my whole life still to live is pretty exciting. They also joke with me that I'm annoyingly optimistic.
A friend recently turned 50, too, and he has been kidding about how hard this day would hit. I really haven't felt it yet. I get that feeling, though. 30 was a brutal birthday. I hadn't done anything yet, and I panicked, thinking I would only ever be a wandering musician, lost in a search for gigs, income, and something meaningful to do with my life. But that panic helped me pull myself together, finish college, and get serious about figuring out how to do something meaningful.
Here I am 20 years later. I've got a career I love, two girls who mean the world to me, a wife with whom I'll celebrate 30 years of marriage later this year, and friends old and new alike to share all kinds of hobbies and fun moments with. I'm also in the best shape of my life. I've still got weight to lose, but I run and workout 4-5 days a week now. I also understand that we're all living longer and healthier, and with the Internet, mobile phones, and game worlds, we've got more opportunity than any generation that's come before.
What's not to love about turning 50 in 2022? I just can't find a reason to be upset about that. I've still got half a century of life left to live, and I can't wait to see what the next 20 years holds for me and my family and friends.