In life, there are moments that change everything. Moments that shape who we are, and who we will become. For me, one of those moments came when I turned 75 years old.As I reached this milestone age, I couldn't help but reflect on all the years that had passed. The ups and downs, the joys and sorrows, the triumphs and failures. I thought about all the people I had loved and lost, the friendships I had made and let drift away, the dreams I had chased and the ones that had slipped through my fingers.At 75 years old, I found myself standing at a crossroads. The road behind me was filled with memories, some sweet and some bitter, but all a part of who I was. The road ahead, though uncertain, held the promise of new adventures, new experiences, new chances to make a difference in the world.I realized that at 75, I had accumulated a lifetime of wisdom. I had learned how to weather the storms of life, how to find joy in the smallest of moments, how to be grateful for each day that I was given. I had learned that time was the most precious gift of all, and that it was up to me to make the most of it.As I looked ahead to the years above 75, I made a promise to myself. I promised to live each day with intention, to make each moment count, to savor the beauty of the world around me. I promised to be kinder, more patient, more forgiving – both to others and to myself. I promised to keep learning, keep growing, keep striving to be the best version of myself that I could be.And so, as I celebrated my 75th birthday, I felt a sense of peace and contentment wash over me. I was grateful for all that had brought me to this point, and excited for all that was still to come. The years above 75 held endless possibilities, and I was ready to embrace them with open arms.Because at 75 years old, I had learned that age is just a number. What truly matters is how we choose to live our lives, how we choose to love and be loved, how we choose to make a difference in the world. And as long as I had breath in my body, I was determined to make those years count.
