So today is my birthday, I am now 44 years old. So many years have come and gone, so many changes. Some good, some not good, one event was just the worst. But here I stand. I look in the mirror trying to see the man of my youth. He's not there. Still the same face, but it's the eyes that give it away.
A few more wrinkles here and there. The grey stands out a little more prominately, even more in the last few months.
They say with age comes wisdom, it is wisdom or just the reality of going through life? I find it harder to be carefree as I was in my youth. Now I comtemplate the facts before I make a decision. Is that wisdom or just fear?
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