I’m a quarter of a century old, and I’m half a century wise

I’m a quarter of a century old, and I’m a half a century wise: Well, maybe not quite, but it’s nice to think that it’s true. In my 25th year, I’m finally graduating from college and getting married to boot.

I guess that when I was 15 I didn’t think I’d still be in college, but I also didn’t imagine I’d be getting married so soon. So I’m behind in one department but blissfully ahead in another. Then again, without Karen’s love and support, I might not be as close to graduation as I am to begin with.

My parents, too, have meant so much to me. I couldn’t have lucked out more, and naturally I haven’t always treated them as well as they deserved. I’ve caused them too much pain, caused them too much worry and called them too many names. But who cannot say the same?

Indeed, I’m thankful for all the fine people who’ve blessed me with their love. I am certainly undeserving, and I only wish that I’ll be as lucky for another couple quarters of a century. Perhaps I’ll be a bit wiser then too. Though, being a Cubs fan, I know to keep my expectations in check.