Today is my birthday – for another 31 minutes anyway.
I have tweeted and updated about bacon all day. I don’t know why. I was craving it last night, and I had some today. I could have some right now. Don’t really know why I did that, but bacon it is.
I was thinking about this post and thought that sometimes identity is tied into your age. I’m in my late 30’s. That’s definitely an identity limiter – identity feature – at least it’s something to identify with. There are things that I can do and experience now as someone in my late 30’s that teens nor 60 year olds can do. I am about equally away from my teens and 60. Scary.
Sometimes your identity is defined by your age. I like where I am at. I like that I can do things that some of my friends from high school can’t. I like that I’m not struggling as much with other things because of my age. It’s a great place to be.
Your age can define you, but never limit you – or so this old man thinks.
Whatever your comment, please provide it with a side of bacon.