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Monday, October 5, 2009

The day that was my birthday

I have to admit, I've had a case of the birthday blues today. It is a combination of it being the big 3-Oh!, being tired, and having a chance to reflect on my life. Not long ago, I showed Victoria the video of my first birthday. In looking at it, I had a chance to see a lot of family members that are no longer with us. In watching it (and in watching my brothers). its funny to see how my personality was starting to emerge even at that early age. I was very interested in the people around me and the conversations they were having. Instead of eating my cake, you saw me looking and pointing at my surroundings. This is very much like I am today. I love being involved with people. If you watch my brother, he is pretty much interested in eating his cake.

Many of the staff at work wised me a happy birthday, and Victoria made this a wonderful birthday weekend. Yet, I found myself kind of moping around work, again because I was tired and because I was not thrilled about my odometer rolling over as it were. Along with the staff wishing me a happy birthday, they were also talking about a former student at our school who was killed in an auto accident this weekend. I believe he was only 27. In listening to this, I felt down right ashamed for basically complaining about being alive for one more day. After I left work, I gave myself a swift kick in the butt and I decided to embrace the day. My mom and dad called me and wished me a happy birthday (my mom did at 4:10, the time I was born), and I had a chance to talk to Victoria as well. All in all, I'm very happy to be alive. In the spirit of being older however, I was showing some kids this morning how I could jump. I went to jump up and touch the rim in the gym and I think I pulled something in my back.

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