during my childhood, i always looked forward to sending my party invitations and choosing a theme/location. i also remember feeling jipped when i had to plan a winter birthday, sans beaches, barbecues and poolsides. but trust you me, i made the best of it, learning to adapt to the cool weather and its offerings. roller skating, ice skating, bowling...yeah, winter birthdays!
but then the excitement was toned down during my high school and early college years. i could care less about celebrating another birthday, probably because i was studying for a midterm or writing a paper. the big day just seemed to pass by as my grades rolled in.
thankfully, i got out of my rut during my 24th and 25th birthdays. i still don't know exactly how or why i started to get excited about turning a year older during those years. perhaps it was because i was finally on my own, out of school, with real-life responsibilities, and hopes for grander milestones. (obviously, i've been thinking about this). there's also a comfort knowing i survived another year, happily and healthy, having learned so much about myself. so i guess you could say i enjoy obtaining the wisdom that comes with age.
this year, i won't be tying up my roller skates nor will i be sitting at a desk, editing a paper. instead, g, chase, and i will be heading up to carmel and monterey for a few days of resting, hiking, exploring, and my favorite: eating and drinking. i'm so excited to celebrate a new year of life in a new place (far, far away from la) with my dear sweet boys. now i just have to get through another day of work.
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