Okay, so I’m now forty-nine and I can look at this two ways. One would be to get depressed as I begin my slow march towards fifty and death shortly beyond.
The other would be to take a page out of my British upbringing, and simply deny all that negativity claptrap, keep a stiff upper lip and just solder on.
I plan on continuing to do what I have always done, clomp on forwards and just refuse to stop or let anything get in my way.
I know that time marches onwards and that we all get older, but no one says that I have to find a patch of dirt, curl up and wait for death just because I have lived a certain length of time.
I will move forward, I will continue to work my plan, because I have a lot of living yet to do. Though, sure, it may look like I’m not doing much of it now.
That is all part of the plan, to lay low, for now.
As always: Keep your head up, your attitude positive, and keep moving forward!