With a new passport photo in hand, I just renewed yet another passport and realized how quickly 20 years of living in a foreign country has passed.  I also thought you might get great joy out of my passport photo from when I moved here, which, even I have a hard time recognizing that is me (and not just from the chubby face and lovely sky high hair do!).  When I look back at the last 20 years, I can get quite tearful at how so many of the milestones that have happened during this period –  but it is also a nudge to remind myself to continue to open my arms wide open to what is in store for the next 20 years. I heard an expression once that I thought was a great reminder about keeping up with the pace of life – you are a long time dead!

I also read a fantastic article about people who had aged well – and they interviewed a 93 year old gentleman who had decided to take up triathalons in his early 80’s (I can barely get out of bed sometimes and I am in my mid 40’s!). When asked why he started this venture so late in life, he said “what is late?” and proceeded to tell the interviewer that many times he is the last in the races by as much as two days (he still insisted on riding the bicycle part of the race on his old butcher bike) but he was always first in his age group!

So here to yet another passport being issued, though not quite such a dodgy photo and to never looking at anything in life as being “too late”.

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