Today is my 48th birthday. I know at this age birthdays come and go, but I’m having a hard time not framing this as the final end of my youth. At 48, I’m in my forties. Next year, I’ll be a step away from 50 and the following year — well, 50 can be the new 30 but it’s still 50. This is pretty much it, the last time I can be one of you. From here on out, I’m one of them.
Even numerically, 48 just works. It’s evenly divisible by 2, 3, 4, 6, 8, 12 and 24. Something that neat won’t happen again until 60 and that’s just plain old. 48 is a nice number, stuck between two primes and just round. Good. I’m happy and I like 48. Today is a good day.
Tomorrow and the rest of my days will hopefully be just as good, don’t get me wrong. I don’t mean this to read “and now it’s all downhill.” I’ve always liked getting older and in many ways have ended up the oldest in the room for much of my career. I think of this as a waypoint: the journey is the reward but it’s still important to stop along the way and note when the road starts to turn. It feels like it turns a bit today.
So happy birthday to me! I’ll celebrate like most people my age presumably do, which is to say act like nothing’s happened, be surprised when people remember (thanks LinkedIn and other web services!), have a nice meal with my family and keep on moving. Because I only have a year before I have to figure out another way to justify that I’m really not old yet.
PS: for all you impulsive kids who need to tell me that 49 is not a prime, I know! At my age, stories don’t have to be fact based. And it only gets worse!
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