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I'm still not made of bacon and other things that may or may not have happened the past 10 years

Wednesday December 23rd 2009

by Paul Armstrong
 

The carnival is over

 

Every time when I draw close to the end of one year and embard on another, I marvel at the unexpected things that unfolded. Throw them all together into a full decade and I'm left wondering what the last 10 years have meant; and what the next 10 years will bring. It's both terrifying and wonderful.

 

It has been a decade of firsts for me (and probably many of you). The first decade to be married. The first decade to be a father. The first decade to be a home owner. The first decade to be a full-time laborer. The first decade to not be in school. The first decade to live in the same city. The first time I intentionally grew a beard.

 

It's also been a decade of things that no one could anticipate. There were terrorist attacks within our own boundries that killed more than 2,000 pepole. Coincidentally (a few days after that) I was forced from a job, and now happily work as an independent corporation of one. The Red Sox won the World Series (twice). Arnold Schwarzenegger became the govenor of California. Dane Cook (somehow) became a rockstar comedian. We elected an African American president.

 

It's impossible to know what will come in the next 10 years (though I'm pretty sure of several things: there won't be any flying cars, I won't be made of bacon, and unicorns will continue to hide in Atlantis until the great 111 year battle of unicorns and meat ponies where the winner takes the form of hamsters and run the world), and honestly I don't want to know or make any resolutions or predictions — not because I don't want umet expectations (though, that is partly true) but I'm learning that not knowing is often better. While the truth does set you free (from a mind that can wander to horrible places) the truth is a burden. The truth of human nature, the truth of aging, the truth of dying.

 

The truth is growing up is hard; downright unpleasant; but one can decide to accept the burden with a smile (and maybe hold strong to the wish that they be made out of bacon).

 

 

 

Comments for "I'm still not made of bacon and other things that may or may not have happened the past 10 years"

In these 10 years, I have come to know you, and that is WIN for me.

Merry Christmas to you and your family.

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