Holding Onto My Forties

Reflections on life’s marathon, inspired by the miles ahead.

Today’s a special day—my birthday.

I’m turning 49 this year—just barely holding onto my forties, as people like to joke.

It’s funny how quickly those jokes come rolling in.

They’ll say things like,
“Well, you’re almost there,” or
“Time to start slowing down.”

Or maybe it’s the quieter comments that catch you off guard:
“You’re too old for that now.”
“My bac…