32

Today marks the end of my 32nd year on this planet, and it marks the beginning of a new year of adventures.

I’m sitting here in my office, reflecting on what wisdom I might pass on to the world as a wise elder of the community, and I’m drawing a big fat blank.

I’d love to claim credit for getting this far into life… but I’m afraid all the praise belongs to those wonderful folks who have surrounded me and prevented me from screwing things up too much.

My Mom & Dad, my sisters and my friends got me started off well and made sure I wasn’t a loafer. My teachers, coaches, advisors and mentors who taught me about the big wide world. My wonderful wife and son who make every day worth giving my all, and keep me excited for what’s to come. All those folks deserve the thanks for this life I enjoy.

It’s true that I don’t have much wisdom to impart, but I’m going to take year number 33 (and any more that I’m fortunate enough to have) and do the best with it that I can. New experiences, new joys, new hurt, new fears, new confidence, new failures and new successes… I’ll take them all happily and add more to my story.

Thanks for being with me. Thanks for helping me make this life. I like it, and I’m happy to have you along with me.