Another Birthday

Alas, another birthday has come and gone. Gone are the days when I felt smart and confident. I no longer have all the answers—I have teenagers, instead, and no one is better at reminding me how little I know than my kids. Apparently I have more in common with Forrest Gump than Albert Einstein.

The worst part, though, is rewriting the songs I like to play on the guitar:

The Beatles: “Now that I’m old and losing my hair, standing here and now.”(When I’m 64)

The Who: “They say cool is awful cold. I refused to die, so now I’m old.” (My Generation)

Queen: “She keeps all her medications, in a pretty cabinet. ‘I can’t eat cake,” she says, my doctor will get so upset.” (Killer Queen)

Of course, Phil Collins, “Land of Confusion” says it all.

Now hand me my inhaler so I can blow out the candles on my cake.

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One response to “Another Birthday

  1. Happy Birthday, Steve. God’s continued blessings be to you. You’re now in your “anecdotage” perhaps. That’s what those damn grandson’s of mine say to me. (I just cut them out of my will–my old books I was going to give them.) Isn’t 40 a good ripe age? At least now you’ll find out “Every saint has a past; every sinner a future.”

    On our birthdays when my brothers and sisters were kids, dad used to ask us what mom was doing on our birthdays. Of course my brothers and sisters didn’t care about dad’s question and just wanted to get at their gifts. But I– being the nerdy type–had to really ponder and came up with the ultimate answer: I said “Mom was out shopping at Montgomery Wards.” The family is still laughing at me.

    What a question: What were our moms and dads doing our birthdays? When a baby is born, a mom and dad is also is born. God loves us all as if there is only ONE of us.

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