I saw recently that one of my favorite movies ever, The Princess Bride, hit theaters 31 years ago.

Wow. That was both amazing and depressing all at the same time.

I don’t necessarily feel like I should be that old. I mean, I get around pretty good and I remember what I came into the room for, mostly.

Still, those anniversaries of movies and songs really remind me that I’m not 16 anymore. Or 26. Or 36.

Then I remember that growing old is a privilege denied to so many. Too many people I know won’t get to grow old because they passed away far too young.

I still believe that every day that God lets me wake up is a gift and that nothing beyond today is guaranteed when it comes to this earthly life.

Still, I wish not everything I liked was old. That’s starting to get old.