Dear 40.......

Dear 40....

Here we are. I'm stunned that it's really happening. I'm not upset, not really. Not as upset as I thought I'd be six months ago.

Five months ago something happened that pretty much overshadowed your arrival and made me realize there are much worse things than getting a year older.

We're supposed to be in Mexico getting older together. Instead I sit here in Alabama getting older by myself.

That little goofy brown haired kid seems so long ago.





She still comes out to play every once in awhile. Not so much lately, but I'm hoping she'll start coming by more often.



She and I have been some places. Singapore, Nepal, Australia, England and so many other places on this magnificent planet of ours. The back roads and byways of Mississippi, the streets of NYC and New Orleans, and more "road trips" to Florida than I can count. Football games, parties, lake trips, floats, boat rides, camping, any time someone said let's go, we went! Somehow we've always made it through.




We've had great times with great friends....who will be my friends for my next 40 years.....









We even managed to come across the love of our life and spent six crazy glorious fantabulous years together.....



All in all, so far, it's been a hell of a great life....and if 40 really is the new 30?

Stick with me kiddo, maybe this 40 thing isn't gonna be so bad after all.