A birthday reflection. On turning 51, that is. Fifty-One. I remember when I used to think that was old, but today I question what IS old anyway? When I was a young adult, freshly out of high school, almost all I could think about was getting…
A birthday reflection. On turning 51, that is. Fifty-One. I remember when I used to think that was old, but today I question what IS old anyway? When I was a young adult, freshly out of high school, almost all I could think about was getting…
