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What I Learned in My First 50 Years

This week, I celebrate my 50th birthday. “Big birthdays” tend to make me introspective—so I’ve been ruminating on the lessons I’ve learned to date. With the exception of the first and last, these aren’t in any particular order. Some have the feel of deep truth to me. Some are a bit more…prosaic. Some I learned the hard way—others I learned from watching people around me make mistakes or good choices:
In the end, love is really the ONLY thing that matters.Going to sleep in the arms of the person you love is the most sublime pleasure you can have this side of the Eschaton.Murphy really was an optimist—but allowing your life to be ruled by fear is a piss-poor way to spend your very limited time on this earth.Mean/selfish/greedy people suck. They also seem to rule the world—or support those who do. :-(Dogs are better than people about 99% of the time.Kindness is the best religion. It can also be the hardest one to practice.Anything worth doing is worth doing right the first time.Group proj…

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