TODAY is my 34th birthday. I am not sharing this information so that I am sure to receive a slew of “birthday graffiti” on my wall but rather so I can process how I feel about getting ANOTHER YEAR OLDER.
I am fine. Really I am…just fine.
It is just another day. In another year…just another day.
I guess the best way to get comfortable with the oh-so-ugly-and-getting-uglier math is to look at this day as a milestone, to celebrate what was accomplished in the year behind, and to look forward to what lies in the year ahead.
So here’s to 33….
A year of visiting beautiful golf resorts. (In the last 12 months, I visited Pebble Beach, Pine Hurst, Lost Pines, and Sunriver and to think I don’t even golf. Maybe I need to take a lesson or two?)
A year of reading insightful books. (The five with the greatest impact on me were A Million Miles in a Thousand Years, Chasing Francis, Crazy Love, Plan B, and The Me I Want to Be.)
A year of attending thought-provoking conferences. (Catalyst, Blissdom, O’Reilly Tools of Change for Publishing, Catalyst West, Q, and The Building Champions Experience…just to name a few. Okay, maybe I am a conference junkie.)
A year of embracing “life-changing” opportunities.
A year of rather random but wonderful routines.
A year of asking tough questions.
A year of unabashedly claiming my dreams and pursuing them.
And a year of cultivating incredibly authentic and energizing friendships.
Friends, you made this year beautiful, absolutely beautiful.
Thank you.
I look forward to spending THIRTY FOUR with you.
How do you do with whole birthday thing?
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