Fifty years ago today my parents were living in a one-room schoolhouse in Carbondale, Illinois, and my Mom was seven months pregnant with their first child… So, two months from today I will celebrate my fiftieth birthday…
I was born on January 29th, 1970 at St. Joseph’s Hospital in Murphysboro, Illinois, and I was the only one in my family who was not born in Evansville, Indiana!
So when my younger son Gabe asked if we would pick him up from the Carbondale train station, I was delighted at the chance to return to my real roots. Of course I had to get a photo of my parents and me in front of my birth hospital!
I had not been back to that hospital since my birth, and it felt special to walk on the land and take these photos of the trees and leaves… (Post continues down below the photos.)
As I approach this half-century birthday, I’m thinking a lot about age and time… To my parents and my older friends, 50 seems so young… But to my sons and my nieces and nephews, 50 seems so old! And to me, it just seems right in the middle, haha!
Time is such a tricky concept to contemplate, isn’t it?
With only 32 days left in this year 2019, what are you thinking about? What themes projected onto your trajectory this year? What ideas are surfacing for your 2020?