As many of you know and are tired of hearing, today is my birthday. You may wonder why I get so excited at birthdays. Everyone has one, and some see it as simply marking off one more year of existence. Well, I made it through another year, and that is more than approximately 56,597,000 people annually can say.
I have now lived almost three decades (next year). If I were a Neanderthal, I'd be a senior citizen. In the early 20th century I would have been past middle-aged. As it is, I'm glad that I should be in the first part of my life (Fingers crossed. I could wake up dead tomorrow, but I hope not.).
This is my own, personal holiday where I can celebrate what make me "me." Every year I look back at the things I've accomplished, the people I've met, and the lessons I've learned. The experiences I've had, both good and bad, shape who I am. I'm not afraid of getting older. I'm not trying to hang on to the past. I want to see and experience more and more in the coming years. So today I'll celebrate my life- the things that have happened and the potential the future holds. The best is yet to come.
Happy birthday to all of you too, whenever your celebration is. :)