Edward Hancock II
The Imperfect Blog
|Posted by EHancock2 on March 8, 2017 at 6:00 PM|
So, four days ago, I turned 43 years old. I honestly can't believe it. Where did the time go? seriously, where did the time go? Just yesterday, my MOM was hitting the big 4-0. All of the sudden I am turning 43? How does this happen?
I literally blinked and it happened.
This year, I mark 25 years since I graduated high school. I remember when I realized it was 18 years since I was walking across that stage. I laughed because I said I'd been out of school 18 years and was 18 when I graduated. Half my life, it seemed. (Granted I started school at 5, so it wasn't really half my life, but that wasn't the point.)
More than that, It's been nearly 8 years since we lost Granny. It's been 20 plus years since we lost my namesake.
Folks, these are the times when birthdays take on a new meaning. When you're young, birthdays are marked by firsts. First steps, First words, First day of school, First this and first that.
At some point, firsts become lasts. Last christmas with Granny. Last time to see my teacher from sophomore year. Last time to do this and that.
I want you to know that I am not depressed. Honestly, I'm blessed. 43 years ago, a doctor was telling my mom I wouldn't see my second birthday. Now I've marked 43 of them! My point is this. It doesn't matter who you are. At some point, life stops giving you things and starts taking them away. (Credit to Kingdom of the Crystal Skull for that one.) But let me tell you this. That does not mean you quit living. Think about all the people who don't get 43 years. Think about all the children dying because of cancer or heart defects. So many do not get the time I've gotten. So, yes, people die. People get sick. Businesses fail. It happens to all of us, young and old. For some reason, it just seems to take on new meaning at a certain point, when you come face to face with your own mortality.
But please don't quit. Folks, I know there are many of you struggling right now. I struggle every single day with a weight problem and the ravages of 43 years of spina bifida. But we cannot quit. None of us. The world needs you and it needs me. You may be depressed, but I hope you will understand that, if you're breathing, there's still hope!
Never surrender, gang. That's my word to you today. I don't have anything more important or definitive than that. Never give up. Never surrender. Never quit. You have a purpose. I can't say what it is. I don't know you. But the world needs you, folks. Please don't quit. If somebody is bullying you or if somebody has left you or somebody has died or a business has failed or you've been stricken with cancer or what have you, you are still here! You're still breathing! You still have a chance.
When you're dead, your life will be displayed as two dates separated by a dash. Make the most of that dash. That dash is still going on, my people! That dash is still at work! You haven't reached that second date yet! So, what can you do today to make the most of that dash? I'll tell you this, you can't spend all day reading this blog!
Till next time, this blog is brought to you by the letters W, E and H and by the number 2.