I have been alive 28 whole years. It is an astounding privilege to say that, because I know that life is tenuous and there is no guarantee of old age for me or anybody. I think about that every time I get to celebrate a birthday, how grateful I am to see another May 25 tick by on the calendar.
I spent my birthday surrounded by my favorite things: Great food and fun people. I’ve decided that 28 is going to be an adventurous year. My comfort zone is getting a little too comfortable, if you know what I mean.
Maybe I’ll write another book. It’s possible I’ll finally make good on my repeated desire to learn how to pick locks. This may even be the year I master cooking chicken (not likely, but I’ll give it a go).
Either way, I’m going to lose weight and get healthy again (bum knee bedarned), finish working on my friend Ben‘s book, and send my little guy off to school. I’m going to laugh as often as I’m able, love as richly as I can, and see if I can’t make it to 29 astounded by what life has thrown my way.
Yeah. That sounds pretty good. Y’all are welcome to laugh, love, and be astounded right along with me if you like. I enjoy good company :)