The Music of Life

       As some of you know, life as we know it is a short process. When you are a kid it seems like forever for the next birthday to roll around and by the time you reach 30 you begin to realize that time starts speeding up. I am only 45 right now and it is becoming clearer and clearer that life is not that long of a ride. It seems that children are born one day and then you turn around, sleep a few times and eat a few meals, they are grown and having kids of their own. I am not saying this to sound all gloom and doom, I am just starting to see a bigger picture.

         Age is sort of like music...we all are involved. Some are listening to music in the background, some are in the crowd watching others play wishing that they were able to play like them....most of us are playing in a large symphony, doing our own little parts for the better good of the whole group. I have decided that at some point I want to be the lead singer of life's rock band. I want to do my own "music" and take it in my own direction. You know the type.....I make my own "music"...I am happy with my own "music"...some people like my "music" and some don't but my "band mates" do and that is what is important.

       My "music" is sometimes sad, sometimes happy but it is mine and I have the ability to change the song if I get tired of it. Most of all my "music" should make someone happy and make their life better if I am a good "musician" and at the end of the "concert", I want people to give me a standing ovation and wish there was an encore!

Peace out,

Joe