I had an epiphany the other day while holding my two week old son. It occurred to me suddenly that I might not live long enough to see my son turn the same age I am now, which is 40. I suppose this kind of thought crosses everyone's mind when they're forty. Reflecting on one's life is what you do at forty, right? I came to the conclusion that I've got one overriding regret now.
After all of the lying, cheating, stealing, drug abuse, cowardice, fear, and assorted bullshit my one and only regret is that I didn't have my son earlier in life. Perhaps his existence would have helped me avoid the legion of mistakes I've made in my life. Perhaps not. I suppose I'll never know about that aspect of the whole thing but I do know I wish I we're younger right now. Younger so that I'd have a better shot at being around for everything.
I'm happy that I'm not as much of a dumb-ass as I've been for much of my life. I think I'll be a better father for not being younger but again, one never knows. Suffice it to say I'm truly excited to be a father to both Number 1 and Hellboy and a husband to Stretch. We'll see how it all goes won't we?
Peace out, bitches!
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From where I'm sitting you are young!
And BTW age has very little to do with years.
As stated by Stanford Medical, It's in fact the one and ONLY reason women in this country live 10 years longer and weigh 42 pounds lighter than us.
(And actually, it has totally NOTHING to do with genetics or some secret exercise and really, EVERYTHING to do with "how" they eat.)
P.S, What I said is "HOW", not "what"...
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