Where has the time gone?
I celebrated a birthday on Friday with some friends and colleagues. I pledged not to go too crazy and was more worried about everyone else having a good time (they seemed to). Always the worrier I am.
The worries were all for naught. It was a great time with great people and the party couldn’t have gone any better.
From me to you: thank you. Thank you for taking the time out of your days to spend with me for a bit—especially those I haven’t seen in far too long. It was great reconnecting and catching up on things. I need to be a better friend.
Special thanks go to those who came from afar to celebrate with me. While I sometimes pretend to think I’m a wizard with words, I cannot string enough of them together to convey genuinely how grateful I am and honored that you made the trip out. It truly means a lot, it really does.
I’m not one who likes large extravagant parties but reaching a “milestone” of 30 warranted special pomp and circumstance. Thank you all for being a part of it.
PS: Turning 30 carries the extra caveat of looking back on how I got here to this point and what is on the road ahead and beyond. My birthday happening during a month almost halfway through the calendar makes this “look back” a little easier and worthwhile. I think most people like to look back on their lives on New Year’s Eve and make lavish resolutions they have no intention of acting on but a birthday acts as a nice checkpoint and bridge. You reflect on what’s happened in the new year up to this point, whether you’ve lived up to your expectations and goals and whether you have actually made good on your resolutions. I made it this far, what’s stopping me from going further?