It's humorous, I guess, to turn an age that you honestly never thought you would get to. It sneaks up on you, like some type of predator in the wild, and takes you by surprise. My reaction to this ambush of age was a mix of surprise, anger and humor.

I turned 39 a week ago. And, good lord, but that number does look big sitting there on the left side of this paragraph. There was a time, in my mid-twenties, when I never thought I would see thirty, but I did. At that time though my reaction was one of, "huh, whaddya know?" I wasn't angry or, I'll admit it, frightened by it, just amazed that it was there. Thirty candles on a cake.

But this one. Well, this one is different, because so much has changed in the last nine years.

I do this blog and I wonder why. I love to write and being published, even if on a blog site such as this, is a unique experience. I wonder how many of us actually feel as if we're accomplishing something? Putting our words and expressions out there for the world to see.