Another Year

Above, my dad and I circa 1993.

Today, I am celebrating the 33rd anniversary of my 39th birthday (as President Ronald Reagan used to put it). 

A number of my contemporaries are no longer with us, so I have to feel lucky that I've made it this far. It occurred to me months ago that once this birthday arrives, I will have exceeded my dad's age. He passed away in 1999 at age 71 from lymphoma, a form of blood cancer. 

It is interesting that as one grows older, they tend to think of their parents more often. I find myself missing them more in each passing year. 

It is strange to think that in ten years I will be at the ripe old age of 82. That shouldn't bother me if I can maintain my generally good health and am able to stay active. I've only one major health scare and that was eight years ago. 

Staying active is a proven way to maintaining good health. I keep active and have a sizable circle of friends in the community. I also exercise the ol' noodle by blogging. The old saying, "If you don't use it, you'll lose it" rings true. I also drive a Jeep that is older than I am.

What am I going to do today? Other than getting a haircut, I have no plans. I may treat myself to a good dinner in Gallup.