Author: Maggie Washo | Photographer: M.Kat Photography
I still make that face on occasion, mostly when presented with shocking gossip or riding the Tower of Terror at Disney World. I’m not sure what the photographer was doing to inspire that expression, but it could not have been good.
As the big 40 looms on October 6, I reflect on how much I have changed through the years, but especially over the last two or three. Going out until 2 a.m. has turned into getting up at 6:30 a.m. Naturally waking up early as you age is your body’s way of telling you there isn’t much time left, so you had better get up and live it. I jest…but not really.
I present to you some musings after 40 years on this planet, loosely tied to several articles in this issue…
The older I get, the more patience I have found: A year doesn’t seem as long as it used to, and goals can be stretched over a five- to 10-year period without seeming unobtainable. (For those who have the goal of being content with their own company, see Linda’s article on page 75.)
I suddenly care more about the balance of my savings account than the Louis Vuitton bag I wanted. A FICO score of 800 makes me smile. (That is not to say you shouldn’t shop in moderation… Check out Kim’s fantastic fall fashions on page 27.)
Imagination is more important than knowledge. Kindness and compassion is more important than anything. (See page 36 to meet Dr. Mike, one of the kindest doctors I’ve had the pleasure to meet on Hilton Head Island.)
I am no longer intimidated by people who pretend to know it all. I realize now they are just faking it. Everyone is faking it. Sometimes there is no right or wrong answer, and we all pass this way but once, trying to do the best we can with the information we are given. (I’m going to refrain from pointing out who is faking it in this issue. You know who you are.)
You should not be allowed to have a pet if you cannot care for it financially, emotionally and physically. I agree with Courtney. (Page 22)
Sometimes you have to step away from your desk and have fun. The work will still be there when you die, and if you don’t relax, you may die sooner. (Luckily, there are several events this month to help you chill out. See pages 44, 121, and 165)
I may have learned a few more things in my almost 40 years, but fortunately for you, I have run out of space. Have a spooktacular October, my friends!