Happy Birthday to Me

I turn 45 years old today.  There is always a bit of wistfulness  when another year passes.  I think more and more about being on the lee side of middle age. I also think a lot about the time I’ve wasted on frivolous pursuits and other distractions.  But in the end, I’ve not much to complain about.  I have a good job and family and live in a small town by the sea.  I have more than I thought I would.

Looking down slope from middle age I think about how much I still want to learn and do and the skills I want to master (such as the hand cut dovetail, which I will post about next week).  I have always tended toward a bit of melancholy and can easily find myself dwelling on regret; it really is just who I am.  But I don’t wallow too much because in the end what I feel most acutely with each passing year is a deepening sense of gratitude for everything I have: my community, my friends, my family, my colleagues and students, and my little corner of the world where I get to plant and grow and build and create.

“Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for.”
Epicurus

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