In the country I am originating from (not mine, never felt a real part of it), there is this known poem starting with "age 35, half of the way".. According to this at 23:15 on 09.09.2015 I have spent already one year from the second half of my life.. I do not want to make any poets sad with my plans of living up to my 104, or with my inner child who stopped growing after the age of 16, but I would like to appreciate all the efforts of everyone who tried their best to make me feel like a grandpa today!! I wish the good, the better and the best for all who has good in their heart, youth in their soul, passion in their mind and endless hope in their eyes..
