Finding Joy in the Now

I'm not too old, but I'm definitely not young. I was born when the world was analog. I remember Batibot, cassettes, Betamax, and when Debbie Gibson was at her peak. I used a typewriter to write the first draft of my college thesis. I didn't have apps to tell me where to eat; I just wandered until I smelled something good.

I'm turning 46 in a few months and, just this morning, I caught myself marveling at the simple pleasure of an empty hamper. The opinions of others start to matter less, and my own inner peace matters more.

When I look in the mirror, I see a person who's been through a lot and, hopefully, has a lot more to go. I see a collector, gathering the moments, not things. I'm collecting the memory of my daughter's expression when she made that accidental ollie, and my son's face during his first bike ride.

I'm grateful for the past, excited for the future, and just happy to be here for the ride.

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