Today was my birthday. Today was also a very ordinary day.
Today was a wonderful day.
Wonderful and
ordinary at the same time? Yes, that’s exactly what I meant. I woke up, went to
work, saw my co-workers/friends, talked, joked, had coffee. Spent the day helping
kids in crisis, kids that are challenging and that I respect in hard to define
ways. I came home, saw my wife and baby smiling. Jordan, the girl we babysit got
dropped off. I worked out, built some things in the garage, got saw dust
everywhere and hammered boards, things I love doing. Becca cooked dinner and we
will play with Connor until late at night and then all snuggle together and go
to sleep.
Pretty much the same thing I do every day and I absolutely
love it. It’s very simple and happens over and over.
I often hear older people talking about how in their 30s and
40s they were raising their kids, were broke, and life was hectic every day. Then
they reminisce about how it was the best time of their life. They see that
looking back on their lives.
Well I feel very lucky because I feel that I’m seeing what a
great time I’m having and what a great life I’m blessed enough to live. I didn’t
do much to deserve it, but it’s mine and I love it and appreciate it. I think
that after 31 years I’m learning to value everything more: friendships, family,
time, health, life.
So that was my birthday today. I also got some great gifts,
which are nice, but it’s the relationships and phone calls and just day to day
things that make it special.
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