Saturday, October 18, 2008

Today is my Birthday. A whopping 24. Birthdays aren't too exciting for me anymore. I am fortunate enough to be surrounded by people who are constantly encouraging and supporting me and reminding me of how awesome I am. My birthday really just feels like another normal day. I spent it thrift store shopping, grocery shopping and working on my website. Sounds boring to you, but it's just fine with me.

It's interesting to see the growth in technology over the years, specifically on my birthday. You know, back in the day, I'd get hand written cards in the mail from friends and family. If I was lucky there would be a little something something in there, say a 10 dollar bill. No cards this year. Back in "the day", I'd get phone calls from friends and family wishing me a happy birthday. Now it's text messages, emails and facebook posts. I find it interesting to get "happy birthday " wishes from people who I haven't talked to for several years. The only way they knew it was my birthday was from the little column on the side of their facebook home page. I don't really know what message I am trying to say, it's just interesting to note the changing of the times. Birthdays usually bring about a spirit of remembrance, recollection or reflection.

I need to remind myself of the accomplishements I made during my year as a 23 year old. Here's some highlights, on a personal, non-spiritual level:
  • Went on a legit Safari in Botswana, saw wild lions, elephants, etc.
  • Bought a ton of nice camera gear.
  • Bought a ton of nice computer gear, yeah Macbook Pro.
  • Paid off my student loans so now I don't have to fund a Bank CEO's lavish lifestyle.
  • Swam in the Amazon River.
  • Played with Howler Monkeys in the Amazon Rain Forest.
  • Cubs game @ Wrigley.
  • Fun Surgery stories.
  • And a bazillion other great things I probably forgot already.

What does this year hold? Maybe I'll date a super model, race motorcycles in Italy or live in a hut in a far far away land, grow potatoes and wash my clothes by hand.

Who knows? God...the only one who needs to know.




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