The passage of time

It is a Friday evening, and Michelle is gone (spending time with her mother today), so I am sitting here in my recliner chair watching the Tigers (currently tied with Toronto 1-1 in the 4th inning) while I work on my laptop. And it is a lovely, sunny spring evening ... I enjoyed a brisk walk just before the game. Tomorrow my "little" brother John (JB) turns 48, which means that I am 50, and I find it almost impossible to believe we have gotten that old! It's not that I'm distressed about it, but it hardly seems real.