45 and Laughing
(Originally posted to FB, 03.25.09)
Ok, so my birthday is looming on the horizon. In less than a week I’ll be 45 years old. I know I’m supposed to dread getting older, but I’m looking forward to it. This birthday is a milestone I never expected to reach.
Thanks to the lifestyle I lead many years ago, I expected I’d be dead by 25 and make a good looking corpse. I got sober many years ago, and life improved. It didn’t get better overnight, but my worst day now is ten times better than my best day when I was using. Some of the reasons I’m loving life right now?
*I have a good job; two of them in fact. In an economy where friends of mine have gotten laid off and can’t find a decent job a year later.
*My body ain’t pefect, but a year after really concentrating on working out and making some changes I am pretty happy with the payoff so far. I still have a couple of pounds to dump, but I’ll be saying “adios” to them in short order.
*I have a man that loves me enough to relocate half-way around the world to be with me. And I love him enough to fly to DC on Monday to meet with somebody who’s got title and position to see if I can grease the wheels of bureaucracy and get him here that much quicker. A ton of paperwork from now, I’ll get to pick him up at the airport and bring him home.
*I have an awesome apartment, wheels (thanks, Mom!), bills that are paid and a few bucks leftover in the bank. My portfolio is essentially in the sewer, but that’s beside the point. If I need something, I don’t have to check my bank balance before I go to the store.
*Spring is here. Enough said there.
*I have friends I love and my family actually returns my calls these days.
*I was at the gym today and a guy half my age not only was blatantly cruising me, he made a point of making sure that he’d put his phone number in my locker and told me I was “hot” lol. I never considered myself hot – nor do I now- but to have somebody who looked like THAT pay me a compliment…..yea, total ego boost. I told him when we saw each other in the coffeeshop that I appreciated the flattery but I was taken. He was also gentleman enough to respect that and didn’t press any further. I now have a workout partner – for actual workouts – no double entendre’s at all!
Everything I want in my life is everything I have. Granted, Francois isn’t here yet, but I have faith. It’s all going to work out and I don’t believe that I’ll have my AARP card before I get my man.
So, this Friday when I look in the mirror I’ll see the grey hair, the couple of wrinkles that are forming and thiink about the content of this note. And I’ll laugh that I actually made it to 45.
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