Dear Son, like I told you on our recent Cub Scout camping trip, part of camping with the guys is to burp and fart at will – to write about such things in public is kinda inappropriate – like now – that’s why I choose not to.
Midlife Celebration is certain about one thing. All of us will die sometime. Should we avoid thinking about our own death? Should we fear it? Should we try to hide from death?
jeff noel thinks every aging Baby Boomer ought to put up or shut up. Sure that’s a bit brutal. So is heart disease. Go. Live, before you die. Because if we don’t, we might as well just go home and turn on the TV and stick our heads in the sand.
What is the value of a single photograph? Or the value of a solitary word? What about 1,000 words? Or 1,000 photos? What’s the value of spending two minutes every day, contemplating Life’s Big Choices? Tomorrow, for one week, Mid Life Celebration will pick the photo first, and then write the post. jeff noel has never done it this way before.