And, in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count.
It’s the life in your years.
Since next Monday is President’s Day here in the states, I thought this quote by Abraham Lincoln was appropriate for this week’s Quotography’s prompt: Birthday.
Mine was last month. If you missed it, no worries. Sometimes I can’t even remember from year to year what birthday number I’m suppose to be celebrating!
And maybe that’s how it should be. Maybe we shouldn’t dwell on the whatever number the calendar says it is…after all, it’s only a number. Let’s be more concerned about the quality of those years instead of the quantity. After all, don’t we all know 30-, 40-, 50-year-old people who act like they’ve got one foot in the ground; and 80- and 90-year-olds that refuse to succumb to the fact that they’re getting up there in years?
Personally, I feel younger this year than I did a decade ago. There’s no logical reason for that, and really can’t explain why. Maybe I’m in better health? Maybe my perspective about life has changed? Maybe there’s less stress in my day-to-day routine? I don’t know.
I’m much more at peace than years past. I’ve realized a lot of things about myself and have made more than a few attitude adjustments.
I’ve absolutely no idea how many more days I have on this earth. But however many the good Lord has seen fit to give me, it’s my desire to make them count a much as possible; the good, the bad and the ugly!
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