Godzilla, KFC and your last breath

Lots of people asked me today what I am doing to celebrate my birthday. The following is not made up or me trying to be funny, in fact just the opposite.

I made brunch this morning for Laura and myself. We took a quick drive along a small part of southern Maine’s coastline. Got home. Started a load of laundry.

Tonight, I will have the pleasure of enjoying a bucket of KFC chicken (my favorite) while watching a cheesy 1970s Japanese movie about Godzilla curled up on the couch with my beautiful wife. I predict I will be in bed by 10 and snoring 20 minutes later.

I left something out.

Actually, one of the first things I did today was to post and publish several local obituaries on my news site.

Each week, I read through all the obituaries. And every week, there are death notices for people younger than me. And that is a real and rather brutal wake-up call.

We all have an expiration date. Most of us have no idea when we will take our last breath. Every day is a gift, cherish each of them.

Laura is in the kitchen making me a cake. Screw the diet. I’m having two pieces. Celebrate every day as if it’s your last . . . because one day it will be.

Thank you so much to all who reached out to wish me a happy birthday! I begin my next trek around the sun with confidence and optimism.

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