Soon I’ll be 60 years old!🦉

Yup. I said it before and I’ll say it again: life moves pretty fast. You don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
It’s already two decades in and that’s pretty mind-blowing.

I once was just a child with dreams so bright, a heart so wild, a spirit and conscience free. (Of course I’m still with dreams, but let me have my moment😅). Wings of youth still carry me.

Looked in the mirror a couple of times this week, just to digest it in that I’m now this old, or young, depending on how you view it.
Who knows the journey ahead? What the journey actually holds!
But I guess that is the beauty of life - the unexpected future.

I always tell my peers, if we did not have the ‘problems’ and embarrassing moments we had as kids, our lives would have been a bit boring right now.
No tales to tell. No stories to reminisce and laugh at our young, hilarious stupidity.
And even right now, trying to live a perfect life of no mistakes/problems/troubles can be boring. Sure, problems aren’t fun and no one wishes to have them, but the joy that comes with overcoming a hurdle makes history worth remembering.

I feel old now, but I’m not that old.
Young, but I’m not yet that bold.

Soon I’ll be 60 years old.
I want to look back to know that I’ve loved and lost, and loved anew.
I want to shake my waist in the dance of life knowing that I grew,
Not only in age and stature, but in mind, soul, and in harmonious sync with the universe.

Soon I’ll be 60 years old.
Friends will have departed, and new ones found. The circle of life has to turn, profound.
Children will have grown, their paths paved, and new childhood games and cartoons created. Spongebob might not mean as much to me then.
Then, I can only smile at the jolliness of youth, and frown a little at the lack of physical gusto.

Soon I'll be 60 years old.
The universe’s clock has a steady chime, for both young and old.
Rich and poor alike.
A testament to passing time.
Yet now in my heart, the fire still glows. A love for life still flows.

Soon I’ll be 60 years old.
Will I still think the world is cruel to good people?
Or will I have a lot of wealth to still try to do good?

Now I am 20 years old, my story is being told.
I am writing about everything I see before me. I’m still learning about life, as is everyone.

This excerpt might sound familiar to a few:

So here's to chapters yet to write - a legacy in the making - with dawns to embrace and stars to gaze at at night.
For every age, my story must be told.
But if not careful, soon I'll be 60 years old!

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✍🏽Reagan.