wolfmoon72: (soothing)
Sometimes things happen in the world, and in my own personal life, that force me to remember life doesn't last forever and that time has implicit value. Take, for instance, the recent tragedy at the Boston Marathon, where two bombs exploded in a crowded area. Consider the three who died. One moment, they have a decent shot at seeing maybe a few thousand more sunrises. The next moment, any hope of that is snuffed out. Furthermore, any children they might have had, won't now ever exist.

I consider myself fortunate that I've even lived this long. I turn 41 this June. Some would call this the statistical mid-life of today's average lifespan, but as I alluded to earlier, it's called "average" for a reason. The long-lived centenarians get lumped together with the tragic teenage car accident victims and everyone else.

I also have a loving family, both close and extended, and three sons of my own. I'd like to think that I have another 41 years here, but above all I should be thankful that I've made it this long and have what I have. It's been proven many times over none of this is a given.

I'm starting this journal because it feels like a new chapter, of sorts, in my life. If it's not a new chapter of its own accord, the changes are necessary for me to make happen. I'm not exactly where I want to be in life, but that's a topic for another post.


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