33 years ago tonight my Mom was in the hospital getting ready to give birth to my little brother Danny. He was eventually born the next day on May 03RD 1975. It just feels funny stating that ‘my little brother’ is 33-years-old. Why I remember when I was 33-years-old. I like to refer to that year in my life as ‘2000’. It seems so long ago. Of course 2006 seems so long ago based on what has happened to me since then. (My ‘life’ became a ‘Life’.)
In just about a month I will officially celebrate my 41ST birthday. Of course for the past half a year or so I’ve been telling everyone that I’m 41. I just feel that it’s more accurate to state the age that I’m closer to rather than the age that I was on my last birthday. I’ve been closer to 41 since the start of last December. In about 6 months I’ll be telling people that I’m 42 – and proud of it.
If you were born in May of 1992 then you will be able to get your driver’s license this month. I can’t believe that there will actually be drivers on the road that will be a full 25 years younger than me. It’s already difficult to comprehend the fact that we actually have civilian and military personnel that are currently working on the base (where I work) – that were born after I started working there in 1987 – as a 20-year-old !
You are 18 and legal this Summer if you were born during the Summer of 1990. I know what I was doing during the Summer Of 1990 on Panama City Beach. I actually remember (most) of it. That was a wild and crazy summer that occurred in a life that is just so far away from where I am today. I was 23 and dumb back then. Now I am 41 and alive. What a difference 18 years makes. What an adventure it has been over the past 21 months on God’s fantastic journey !
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