One thing that does weigh heavily on me as I am getting another year older is that I became a father at 38. I do the math and realize that I will be 57 when my son graduates from high school. Unless of course he turns out to be a child prodigy then I will only be 45 when he moves on to college. I am active and take care of myself but I just wonder how active I will be when I am 57. My Mom was 21 when I was born and my Dad was 19, and when I was in high school I thought they were seriously ancient. I just wonder what my son is going to think of his old man when he is a snot-nosed teen. I try not to think about it too much because I have no idea how the future is going to play out and I should just focus on the time right now that I am spending with my son. And that is what I will do but still sometimes the mind wanders into the irrational fear zone and you never know what it is going to pop up.