My Favorite Post of 2012 – Forty

AUTHOR’S NOTE:   This was originally published on June 6, 2012 – the day I turned 40… and it marked the end of a year long project – titled ‘Forty for Forty’ – which saw me writing Forty Posts that said something about my my likes, my loves – MY LIFE. This is hand’s down…

Forty for Forty – #39 & 1/2. Family Ties

Damn this New Math. When I set out on this little project – something I dreamed up almost a year to the day while I sat in a hospital bed, the morning after my emergency appendectomy, thinking up some sort of goal to nail before I hit Forty – anyway, at the time I was…

Forty for Forty – #39. Aria at Seven

One more to go ’til the big 4-0 and then y’all can resume your regular scheduled programming. Of course, that’s a tale for next week. This week there’s only one birthday I care about – and that’s for my little princess – my sweet Aria Leigh; who today turns seven. Seven years old really makes…

Forty for Forty – #38. Circle of Friends

Man – this is getting uncomfortably close. After this one, two more and I die!!! The only way to prevent that inevitability is to stop writing but that sounds like the premise to a bad Jim Carrey flick. So, as the dude in Shawshank said, “Get busy living and get busy writing”… or something like…

Forty for Forty – #37. Where the Wild Things Are… Dead!

Editor’s Note:   While the vast majority of my ‘Forty for Forty’ pieces have been original posts written specifically for this year-long event, there are a smattering here that were originally published on the site, sometime back in the day. Hey – if I wrote it all down before – I sure as Hell ain’t gonna’…

Forty for Forty – #36. Ed Flix

I know I do this every time but just in case I’ve picked up a few stragglers, here’s the skinny. I turn 40 on June 6, 2012. As a little challenge to myself, I’ve spent the past year writing 40 posts that say something about who I am or how I got here. Not always…

Forty for Forty – #35. Without She, There Would Be No Me

It only took 35 entries but I finally got around to penning a few words in honor of my Mom. Without she, there would be no me – and hence no ‘Forty for Forty’. Yeah, you’ve only got her to blame for these 35 rambling posts recounting all those pivotal moments in my life that…

Forty for Forty – #33. Colin at Nine

I have a tradition around these parts. Each year, on their birthday, I write a little post in tribute to my kids. While I didn’t begin it when they were first-born (the Blog having not been conceived at that point), I did start somewhere around Colin’s 5th and Aria’s 3rd and I’ve kept it going…

Forty for Forty – #32. Fourteen

“He loved you, Eddie.” I was newly-minted fourteen years old when I heard those words while sitting in a funeral home in Everett, MA – the town where I began my grade school but quickly retreated from alongside my family for the bucolic small-town splendor of the South Shore communities. Our sudden exodus came at…