Life

You decided
You chose
I inhaled
Life
This heart
Your blood
Life
This mouth
these words
Life
These hands
These feet
Your path
Eternity
Life

44

44 years of age....that's how old i am on the 20th of June...old, young, matured...how best to see it? Age.....it's a sensitive topic, a well worn conversation piece and a trajectile that can be used as a double edged sword. Why women cant reveal their age (when physical manifestations show otherwise), why children at a certain age are considered cute and cuddly, why grand pa and grand ma in their tottering years feel discarded and left on the shelf, we really haven't been able to understand. One thing we know, the numbers increase-maybe that is the best way to view age? As the numbers grow bigger, it depicts the value of our lives....our values as individuals increase, our sense of worth becomes more appreciated.

Age to me is really a marker. A marker, not a tombstone, not a millstone. A marker. Birthdays are brief pitstops under these markers, giving us an opportunity to reflect and see how far we have come, how much we have grown and in a humble attitude, acknowledge how much more time has been graciously given to us to discover more about ourselves and those around us-how we can improve the quality of our life and the lives of those around us...

SELAH