The Good Things About Getting Old

Man… I haven’t written on here for years. I got a new job. The site crashed when the server it was on got struck by lightening. I had to find a new host and someone to help re-set up my site. And, honestly, I’ve kind of stopped seeing the funny in the stuff I used to complain about.

I started this blog as a place to vent about getting older and living in rural America and the crappiness that is associated with both. I was not yet 40-years-old when I started blogging. I’m now slightly over a year away from being 50. 50 is when you are officially old, and there is not a single thing about being old that appeals to me.

Because getting old appears to suck in every imaginable way and it appears to have absolutely zero redeeming qualities, I decided that I needed to really look for the good things about getting old, you know, to keep from losing my mind and all sense of hope. I needed to truly search my soul for the good… for the positive… for the reaffirming. I needed a list of positive things to be the light that can lead me toward and through the darkness that is old age. After hours and days and months of searching, I have finalized my list, and here it is: