No matter how I say, type or print it, it just doesn't seem true.
Then looking back at these photos, as I searched for a way to commemorate my climb to the tippy top of that proverbial hill before tumbling gracefully down the other side, I realized that this milestone is meant to be a celebration- a remembrance- just like the memory of things that made those years exactly what they were.
Each of these things, good or bad, happy or sad, has left an indelible mark on my first 40 years- and helped bring me here- to where the next 40 are supposed to be.
