Life happens in the 20's

Don’t get confused here, I’m not saying that your life is formed in your twenties (though some would argue it is), but rather that life is lived in 20-year increments.

0–20, 21–40, 41–60, 61–80 (and for the lucky ones) 81–100!

Another way you could think of it is in quarters; each 20 years makes up one-quarter of life and anything after the age of 80 is overtime!

For Instance, I am 42 years old, which puts me at the start of the 3rd quarter; basically, I’m fresh out of the locker room after halftime and now I’m back on the court. Or in my particular case, I’m starting out the second half on the bench, but that’s kind of by choice, kind of.

But like I was saying, we live life within these twenty-year segments. In our first twenty years (first quarter), we find ourselves in the midst of the sweet spot. Now, I’m not attempting to say that life never gets better than the first quarter, because I believe it does (though I suppose it’s a personal preference). I call it the “sweet spot” because it’s a magical time (or at least should be) wherein we start out as a little peanut, empty of all influence, and as innocent as innocent can be, just waiting to be filled up with all sort of things: information, opinions, views (yes, there is a difference between opinions and views) and so many other wonderful (and not so wonderful) stuff. It happens progressively over the entire twenty years (again, first quarter) and even as you go along this linear path there are subsections of learning that take place: infancy, toddlerhood, childhood, preteen, tween (yes, it’s a thing) teenage/adolescence, young adulthood and (if you’re lucky) adulthood. And before you know it, it’s over and you’re into the second quarter (21–40).

Now, the next twenty years is kind of a crap shoot. There is so much that goes into setting up how this period will go for you, mind you almost exclusively from the last five or six years of quarter one, that before you even realize it, you might be hip-deep in a river, without a paddle or even a boat (and there may or may not be gators in the water). This is usually based on one of two factors: either you didn’t plan well or you have crappy luck. Could even be a combo of the two. That said, it’s totally not too late to do something about it, so, do something about it!

Now, the other half, the smart ones (and or lucky ones) it’s your time to shine… and work like a dog. Not just in school, but at work and at life. If you thought that the last few years of quarter one was important (and they were, at least for setting up your early twenties) it’s nothing compared to what happens here in quarter two. You see, what you do now (and continue to do for the next ten to twenty years) will more than likely setup the rest of your life!

Where you go to school? What do you study? Where do you work? Who do you marry? How many kids do you have? Do you have kids?… All these questions (and more) will direct and sculpt your life for years to come and might even very well determine all of your days. So yeah, it’s pretty important. But before you know it, you’re on to quarter three (41–60).

I now that you’re thinking, Well, that was a bit fast? Trust me, it is! No B.S., by the time you hit your forties, life will feel as though you’re going at warp speed (and for good reason, because it is): ball games, family gatherings, weddings, dance recitals, vacations, business trips, trips to the car shop, trips to the doctor, trips to the E.R., work, school plays, school meetings, unexpected emergencies, getting fired, getting hired, health scares, going to funerals (and these occur at surprising rates, even for people YOUR age), etc. You’ll have more to do than you’ll think possible. You’ll probably ask yourself, What about me? When do I get time for me? Hahahahahahahahahahahaha…. Sorry, that won’t happen for quite some time, if ever. But don’t worry about it, because before you know it, it’s the fourth quarter (61–80)!

This, of all stages, really carries the potential of being a mixed bag. Usually, you have some pretty good stuff going on in your life: kids, grandkids, career accomplishments, properties, investments, etc; but after living this long, chances are you also have some pretty bad crap hanging around as well: lost loved ones, health issues, financial issues, family divisions, etc. In fact, no matter how well you plan out your life or how well you prepare for all that life can throw at you, sometimes it’s never enough.

Now, there are those you seem to have come out of the third quarter and emerged into quarter four looking to be untouchable; I can assure you, no one makes it into the fourth quarter without some injuries (issues), just keep that in mind.

But with that said, I would like also note two major points of the fourth quarter: one, this will be the period of your adult life where you will finally start to have more time for yourself (though when most people reach this lifelong goal, realize that they no longer really want it anymore) and number two, chances are you won’t finish the game. Statistically, the average person, “fouls out”, “leaves the game early”, “gets ejected”, in other words, they expire before the clock does. Believe me, I’m not trying to be morbid, just realistic. But for the lucky ones or not so lucky ones (you’ll have to ask them), comes overtime. Or maybe more aptly put “Sudden Death” (what, too much?).

Yes, that’s right ladies and gentlemen. We are now in overtime (81+). For some these are amazing times, for others not as much. I for one have known 83, 87, 95-year-olds begging me to kill them, that is if they are even coherent enough to know what that means anymore. Then I’ve known other people who at the same ages were doing amazingly well (relatively speaking). I kid you not, I have a grandmother who is 95 years old, lives on her own, drives (well, I might add) and is showing no signs of slowing down (considering all-in-all). So, it just goes to show you that you really have no idea what to expect!

In the end, no matter how long any of us live for, the same rule applies to each and every one of us, none of us get out alive… So, live like today matters, because each day of our lives does!

Thanks for taking the time to read…

— Kevin

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