Another Year, Another Birthday
My my...It was my Birthday today. Looking at the clock I would have been about an hour and a half old at this point 23 years ago. It would not be too much longer until I would be racing up the mountain towards Asheville in an ambulance for an emergency blood transfusion. You see...I almost didn't make it.
It was in that spirit that I spent most of the day it seems. I got some fantastic cupcakes this morning from Dr. Snodgrass and her husband Greg and after a great lunch with my brother at Makoto's I raced down the mountain towards Charlotte on an errand for the School of Music. I wasn't racing for an emergency blood transfusion, but it sure felt like an emergency to get there.
Upon returning back I attended a recital and then worked in the lab until closing. There were no huge banners, no parades in my honor, no fanfares. My birthday snuck up on me...then quietly slipped away...and that's just fine.
That's just fine because I realize how lucky I am to even be here. I realize that each day is a gift and that each day could be celebrated as my birthday, for it is another day that I have been allowed to live.
I don't need fancy parties or big to-dos. No sir...I'm quite happy to receive the smile and hug from a friend wishing me a happy birthday. I will gladly take chocolate-chocolate cupcakes given with a smile and a heartfelt sentiment. I revel in reading the 80 some odd messages on facebook from friends I saw yesterday, and friends I haven't seen in years. Those are the moments that stick with you. Those are the moments that truly celebrate your life and existence.
So Happy Birthday me. Here's to a great 23 so far...and hopefully many more to come.
May God keep you, this and every birthday night.
Birthdays are good for you. Statistics show that the people who have the most live the longest. ~Larry Lorenzoni
Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. ~Samuel Ullman
It was in that spirit that I spent most of the day it seems. I got some fantastic cupcakes this morning from Dr. Snodgrass and her husband Greg and after a great lunch with my brother at Makoto's I raced down the mountain towards Charlotte on an errand for the School of Music. I wasn't racing for an emergency blood transfusion, but it sure felt like an emergency to get there.
Upon returning back I attended a recital and then worked in the lab until closing. There were no huge banners, no parades in my honor, no fanfares. My birthday snuck up on me...then quietly slipped away...and that's just fine.
That's just fine because I realize how lucky I am to even be here. I realize that each day is a gift and that each day could be celebrated as my birthday, for it is another day that I have been allowed to live.
I don't need fancy parties or big to-dos. No sir...I'm quite happy to receive the smile and hug from a friend wishing me a happy birthday. I will gladly take chocolate-chocolate cupcakes given with a smile and a heartfelt sentiment. I revel in reading the 80 some odd messages on facebook from friends I saw yesterday, and friends I haven't seen in years. Those are the moments that stick with you. Those are the moments that truly celebrate your life and existence.
So Happy Birthday me. Here's to a great 23 so far...and hopefully many more to come.
May God keep you, this and every birthday night.
Birthdays are good for you. Statistics show that the people who have the most live the longest. ~Larry Lorenzoni
Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. ~Samuel Ullman
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