What can YOU say in six sentences?
I remember snapshots from earlier years, the age of eleven particularly, some images important, some alien, as if another person’s life superimposed over mine.
I remember turning twenty-one, drunk and drowning in the lusts of youth, empty and lonely as hell.
I remember turning thirty-one, lucky enough to have found her, in disbelief that she would spend the rest of her life with me.
I remember becoming a father at forty-one and watching the page turn to another amazing story with ups and downs and twists and turns and quickly understanding who I was, who I wasn’t and who I wanted to be.
I remember fifty-one; not a big deal at all… other than the remaining fifties burning by quickly as if they were but one single year.
I remember sixty-one being a bigger deal; the previous year blinking by so fast I was stunned and here now, the next number rapidly approaching; I see less in front than all the memories left behind.