20,000 Days

Today I have been alive 54 years, 9 months and 3 days.

20,000 days.

Most people (myself included) reserve the waxing philosophical for significant milestones like 4oth or 50th birthdays. And that’s fine. But not too long ago, for reasons I can’t recall, I calculated the number of days I’d been alive, and it was marching close to the 20,000 mark. So I set a calendar reminder.

It’s pretty sobering, really. That’s a LOT of days, and yet I can’t recall anything important on any but a very few of them. Where did the time go? Why haven’t I accomplished more? SHOULD I have accomplished more?

It’s been a pretty good life so far. I think I’ve gotten a few worthwhile things done. No time for regrets.

Will I see 30,000 days? That’s August 10, 2045. I’d be 82 years old. The average lifespan of an American is currently 78.74 years. So the statistics say I have less than a 50/50 chance of seeing my 30,000th day. Talk about sobering, and more than a little depressing.

(For the record, the oldest living person today is Japan’s Nabi Tajima. Born August 4, 1900, she is now 42,967 days old! Only three other people in history are known to have lived longer than she has.)

If anything, this odd milestone has given me a newfound determination to live life to the fullest, to be aware of the consequences of my actions, to remember how precious my time is, and to make every single day–whether it’s my 20,000th or any other–count for something.

Onward to 30,000!

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