The Art of Getting Older
I normally consider myself to be a fairly reflective person. I enjoy looking back over life and gluing the jumbled-up pieces of living back together to more clearly discover the full picture of how exactly I got to where I am now. I know that the past is done. I am not a fan of trying to rediscover that which made me happy at one moment in time, only to drag it kicking and screaming into the now. That always feels cheap to me and more than that, it never works anyway. But for the sake of this little post, with my 48th birthday staring me in the face and not having written on this blog for nearly a year, I have deemed it as good a time as any to lightly retrace the paper trail of how I got to this place in my journey. I vividly remember what I was doing last March 18th to celebrate my 47th revolution around the sun. COVID lockdown had just started in the Bay Area, where I was living at the time. I don’t have to tell anyone how frightening and unnerving that particular period of t