When reflecting on age, I realized that age can not be defined just by the number of our years, but how each one of us perceives the different periods or ages of life.
The “Age of Innocence”, that wonderful period in each of our lives when the world had no limits. Nothing was beyond the reach of our imaginations as children. We knew that one day we could be president, an astronaut or even an Indian chief, the decision was ours to make. During this period of my life, I knew I was going to grow up to be a world famous recording artist and an archeologist. I didn’t think about the roads I would have to travel to reach these goals. I just knew that some how I would reach them.
The troubled “Age of Rebellion” had each of us stretching our wings of freedom and testing the framework of our parents’ teachings and morals. This is also when each
The “Age of Distinction” brings a mixture of wisdom and pragmatic beliefs. We are no longer children just budding into adulthood. We have traveled down the roads of our life and had to make hard decisions. This is the age in which I live now and it is amazing how much my parents and I have in common. I still have my dreams but they have morphed over the years. I still pursue my music but I don’t dream of fame or fortune anymore. I now perform for the love of the song and the reaction that my voice and feelings can bring over an audience. Archeology is becoming a hobby of my middle years. Not the forgotten or failed dream that I once thought of it as, but a continuation of my dream of being an archeologist in a different form. The age of distinction has brought me contentment. I am finally content to take “what life hands me and make lemo