I was just surprised with a late night phone call from a buddy who served with me in the 11th ACR in Germany in 90-91. We’ve been in contact before, the last time a year or so ago, and he is still as awesome a guy as ever. It’s just kind of crazy to me, though. I’m 41, and I only spent a couple of years on active duty, yet a buddy from the Army calls up and we are shooting the shit and insulting each other like we were sharing a bunk bed just yesterday. Yes, I’m hammered and feeling a touch nostalgic and it is NYE so we are all thinking about a fresh new year, but the concept of mortality just seems more important this year. I don’t know where I am going with this post, other than to say life is good. Even when it is shitty, it is still good. I don’t know what I have done to deserve such a blessed life, but I guess I just hit the lottery. Even so, it seems to go by so fast, and it is accelerating. When I was 21, I would spend Sundays saying “shit, it was just Friday, what happened?” Now, I am 41, and I say “shit, it was just June, now it is NYE, what happened?” And I am sure if I ever make it to 70, months will turn into years and decades. I don’t pretend to understand the fetish fetishists in the pro-life movement, but, as an atheist, I will agree- life is precious. Live it, and live it hard. It’s the only one you have:
So, I guess my message to you in 2012 is the following- let your kids stay up late and spend time with you even if you hate the fucking Chipmunk movie, give your pets too many treats, drink that extra beer and eat that extra scoop of ice cream, always tell mom and your wife you love them, always pet your dog when you can, always give your neighbor the benefit of the doubt, try everything new you can and repeat everything you love as often as you can even when it is bad for you, and live hard, fast, and full throttle and don’t you fucking dare apologize for it.
It will be over before you know it.