I don’t know about you, but my mind is slow in catching up with who I am today. So often I define myself as the person I once was in my earlier decades.
It amazes me that some people doubt whether self-change is possible. I can’t keep up with it.
For example, I have this perception of being physically nimble (not lightning fast, but agile in an athletic way). In my head, if captains were picking sides for a pick-up basketball game, I’d be the first one chosen. Now, in today’s real world, I’d be sitting in the bleachers hoping not to fall off the edge.
In the thrilling days of yesteryear, I loved to take big risks. I still define myself as a courageous risk-taker but I’ve really turned into a cautious old-timer who rarely drives over the speed limit and never eats food I can’t pronounce.
I see myself as a man with boundless energy, but my daily production proves my energy level has definite boundaries.
Bottom line: I’m changing every day. I’m not the guy I once was. But today, with great satisfaction, I have the opportunity to love and enjoy the current me.