Adventure 6: Life Begins at Forty"

Harvey

I am happy to attend family-related parties and any celebratory events, but I also feel a bit sorry for myself. At the age of forty, I do not have a family of my own. There are few reasons to argue with that topic, but I will still end up on the losing side at the end of the line.

And why not, when whatever reason I may throw in to justify my decisions, the fact that I am alone is like a thorn in my throat that hurts every time I swallow, even for something as my own saliva.

Today another business colleague invited me to attend his youngest's first birthday party.

Another pinch of envy. A gift everyman would wish for themselves. Having a baby.

But then again, life goes on. Whether you have what you want or you don't. And since I was invited, I didn't want to make a lame excuse not to attend. I envy them, but I am also happy for them, especially for that little bundle of joy that makes me smile when we get to see each other. I am hap