The average life expectancy of an American man is 76.2 years (or 27,831.5 days).
My family has been on both sides of that number:
Bumpa nearly broke the 39,000;
my dad lived 23,740.
Yesterday I hit 15,000 days.
I have lived the first half of my life.
In doing a little “back-of-the-napkin” math –
I have between 8,700 and 12,000 more days left.
The four-digit number on the low end scares the shit out of me.
It doesn’t take into account leap years, cheese burgers and falls down the stairs (which I have made a painful habit of recently).
It doesn’t reflect uninsured motorists next to me on the Parkway or some undetected plaque in my aorta.
It may not be enough time to walk Leah and Gracie down the aisle or hold Sean’s first child.
My life is more than half over…
So the question is, what am I gonna do about it?
It starts here.
By creating something more meaningful and personal than another sales pitch;
By sharing the songs, the words, the names and the reasons that have gotten me to this exact moment in my 15,000 day journey;
By making a record of the events, ideas and individuals who inspire me to make the most of today…
Day 1 of the rest of my life.
It would be awesome to have you along for the ride.
Lord knows I don’t want to take this trip on my own.
Come on – let’s make some no15e.