Things I appreciate as I mature

A gratitude list

the person who said this was too mature to take credit for it :)

Over the last few years I’ve noticed a certain maturity has set into me. When I say few years, I probably mean decade but we don’t tend to recognize trends until they grow to some kind of crescendo. Don’t get me wrong, I still love concocting a well crafted practical joke. I still have a 6th grader’s sense of humor at times — but along with the thinning hair and harder to manage belly, here are some things I am fantastically overjoyed about (in no particular order)

Some people just make you happy

It’s simple as hell. It could be an old friend whom you haven’t seen for a while or someone who has always been in your life but you take a second to pause and reflect on how wonderful they are. It’s this visceral joy being around them that transcends anything they are saying or doing — they might actually be saying something annoying but you’re deeply happy to be with them.

The ability to let things go

Without regret or fear of missing out (FOMO) that might have tormented me when I was younger. Things don’t work out. Shrug. There’s not always a perfect reason. You just move on. This is aided greatly by a …

Well-honed and reliable gut feeling

As I get older I trust my gut more. There’s a famous saying by Rob Gordon in the book/movie High Fidelity:

I’ve been thinking with my guts since I was fourteen years old, and frankly speaking, between you and me, I have come to the conclusion that my guts have shit for brains

No, I have actually experienced the opposite. Really lean in and listen to the gut but only after…

Taking a pause to reflect

Being less reactionary to every little thing that goes by. The older I get the less I know in a lot of ways. When I was younger and before life had smacked me around quite a bit, heck even a couple years ago, I was incapable of just observing things and reflecting. It was my achilles heel. But now, I really appreciate the gap and peace.

Previously unheard frequencies

I might never hear 8000 hz again but I experience a richness in the tasting notes of life — a range of complex, nuanced emotional tannins that age the cask that produces flavors of caramel, pineapple and bazooka gum in a good scotch.

As my library of life experiences gets more full, I find myself laughing at most things. I can go from zero to chuckle in under 3 seconds and I’m perfectly happy laughing to myself without anyone having the slightest clue why.

I have an unprecedented appreciation for the dark and bitter notes of life as well. This is especially true of people. The range of people and the range of things they are capable of is fascinating and awesome (I mean that in the traditional interpretation like inspiring awe.) People constantly surprise me as to the sublime heights of empathy and brilliance they routinely reach or the depths of evil bastardry to which they can sink. Regardless there’s beauty in all of them.

The older I get the more I appreciate why there have to be 7.5BN of us on the planet (and growing.)

I’m sure there’s more and I may pen a part 2 but for now I will hit publish as I notice that I have over 25 unpublished medium drafts already ;)