It was so cool when I celebrated my 40th birthday. The Church had prepared a big surprise birthday party, and Kim had got my whole family to come and be with me on that special day. In all honesty it felt like the right of passage from "dude" to "Sir" and I kind of liked it. Today I turned 42 and there is the same love in the air from all my family and friends, and it has been one spectacular day. There was no surprise party, no right of passage, not really that much fan fair. Just a nice day running around Amarillo with the one that I love to be with the most. My wife. There are some men that hit my age and have a day like I had today and say, "Is this it! This is what I have to look forward too." And they begin to try and right the wrongs that they feel have been done in their life or maybe set a new course for what they really want out of life.
I praise the Lord that is not my life. All I know is I enjoyed today. I look forward to what life has in store for me on this journey, on this path. In so many ways I feel life is just beginning. One of the stops we made this morning was to the hospital to see a new born babe of one of our members, relizing that stage of my life is over but taking joy in this moment was them. And just after lunch I was making funeral arrangements for another member that had just lost her grandfather. I know that God does things on purpose. There might have been a time that I would have said, "God, why today, can't I just enjoy my birthday;" but I never had that thought. This is life. We take the joys with the heartaches. We take the ups with the downs. You see I have experienced both of those events in my life. I like the fact that I have lived enough to rejoice and weep in the same day; to congradulate and comfort in the same instant. I like having friends that are just taking off in life and those that are seasoned in it. This is a good place to be. This is a good time to be alive. This is a good time to be me. So I say Happy Birthday 42. I pray there are many more special days like this one.
Ok, so now that I've got the centimental stuff out of the way. Let me tell you what happened. I need to get my bike tuned up so Kim was going to follow me to the shop in Amarillo. The bike is not running that well so my max speed is 65 mph. Now the speed limit is 70, so I'm trying not to be a hazard to the rest of the world traveling on 136 hwy. I told Kim I needed to get some gas but I decided I would just see if we could make it all the way to Amarillo. We didn't! Half was there I run out of gas. That's not that big of a deal as the bikers with know because I have a reserve tank on the bike that should get me the rest of the way. But, because the bike isn't running well it isn't getting good gas milage either so I get a mile from the nearest gas station in Amarillo and I run out of gas again. This time, I'm out. There's nothing in the tank. So, Kim has to run up to the gas station, buy a gas can, buy the gas and bring it back to me sitting on the side of the road with the bike. I wish I had stopped for gas like I said I was going too in the first place. Se La Vi!
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