A Look Back on The Last Day of My Thirties

This morning as I cleared the snow from my driveway in the dark hours before the sun rose, I realized that today was the last day of my thirties.

Ten years ago as I looked at the end of my twenties I was scared. Mortality was now a reality. What would happen to my family if my number came up and it was time to leave this big blue marble?

Age is one of those things that we rarely need to concentrate on. Sure, in those early days when we first turn ten and then sixteen and of course twenty one th...