Today I turn 28 years old.
I’ve always thought of birthdays as bizarre times. They’re full of hope and happiness. Friends and family go out of their way to text you and remind you that they care. They provide a perfect time for reflection, for optimism (or sometimes dread).
This year I’m excited. 28 seems like a good number to me. I’m not afraid of getting older (yet… maybe the big 3-0 will be different. Hopefully it won’t). So far each year of life has been better than the last, and it’s a trend that I hope continues.
I have just one birthday wish this year. One thing I want more than any present.
I want to remember to enjoy all the amazing moments. I want to seize them all this year. I want to avoid falling into the trap that has snared me many times before.
I want to stop telling myself, “I can’t wait until X happens.” Or, “When X happens I can’t imagine how much happier I’ll be.” Goals are great to work toward and give life focus, but there will always be another X on the horizon for me. Two years ago it was save up to leave my job so I can write full time, last year it was finish my book and send it out into the world, and this year I’m sure it will be get a publishing deal and make it in the writing world.
But I’ve already accomplished so many Xs, and I want 28 to be the year that I enjoy what I’ve already done. This is the year to realize in the middle of every great day that, ‘Wow, this is a great day, how lucky am I?’
That would be the best birthday gift ever.
So it’s time to start off on the right foot. Cheers to year 28!