When you see the year 1973, it seems like a long time ago. It was then, 40 years ago, this exact minute when I took my first breath. I don’t remember most of the 70’s since I was just a kid. The things I do remember: corduroy jeans, a bowl haircuts, and melted crayons on hot summer concrete. But that year, the number 1973, its iconic, at least to me. To the rest of the world, it’s the 70’s, a vivid decade in history.
The 80’s, well, I remember those well. A lot happens between the ages 7-16. Toys, forts, Saturday morning cartoons, skateboards, picking on my little brother, road trips with the family, sneaking out at night to terrorize the neighborhood, elementary school, junior high, first crush, high school, my driver’s license, and my first car. The 80’s were awesome, memorable and will never be forgotten. I mean what beats 80’s music, really?
After graduating high school in the early 90’s I was an adult, on my own with no clue where I wanted to go in life. After a few years of delivering pizzas and floundering through junior college, I realized that I needed to do something with my life. I hadn’t figured it out, but while I was figuring, I may as well figure it out in style. That’s when I found myself in basic training. The Air Force was a great time. Lived in eight places including Germany twice. Met wonderful people, got to see the world, and learned more about who I was.
It was the end of 2002 when I left re-joined civilian life. People at home seemed mostly the same, but I felt a lot different. With experience and growth under my belt I found a career that involved what I loved: computers and technology. I spend the 2000’s searching for love, the hard way of course. A few girls broke my heart and I think I broke some too. After searching near and far, I hit the jackpot in 2009 when I met Andrea. That’s a year I’ll never forget.
Now it’s 2013, August 29th to be exact. I’ve traveled around the sun 40 times and spun around this globe for 14,610 days. It seems like a lot when you look at it like that. On the other hand it’s so short. We only specks of dust in the grand scheme of things. Get out of town, look up at the stars, and let your mind wonder… you’ll see.
This decade is full of change, just like the past. I left my job to pursue my own business dreams. Yes, it’s scary yet totally empowering. Next year I’ll be married to a wonderful girl. Afterwards, only time will tell. But without a doubt, it’ll be great.
I only know the past 40 years from my eyes, my perspective, my experience. It’s full of fun, pain, love, mistakes, breakthroughs, heartache, pleasure, all of it. I wouldn’t take one thing back. I’ve learned,lived and I wouldn’t take one thing back. If I did, I would not be where I am today.
Younger me would totally give now me a high-five. 🙂
What will 50, 60, 70 or even 80-year-old me say to me now? I think I have an idea, but only time will really tell.
So here’s to the next decade and beyond. May they be full of wonder, fun, happiness and most of all… love.
Day 24 of the 30 Day Blog Challenge
I’m off topic today, but hey, I’m allowed, it’s my birthday!
From Aug 6 through Sep 5, I’m participating in The Suitcase Entrepreneur’s 30 Day Blog Challenge. Every day, for the next 30 days, I’ll be posting about a new topic of the day about building my own online business. I’m looking forward to learning new tips and trick for my new blog, Livermore Rocks! So join me on my quest as I take on the 30 Day Blog Challenge. Enjoy -Kirk