I'm one of those lucky people who has always had positive past experiences in the birthday department. If there was one day I can remember always looking forward to growing up (besides Halloween) was my birthday. Luckily, they were always in the same month.
Growing up and life experiences have jaded me a bit. I no longer sit for hours and giddly contemplate how and when I can get whatever gift was on my mind from my parents. Somehow, they always came through. Neither am I blessed with the luxury to sleep in till 1 or 2 and blow off work just because it's my special day. I realize how trivial these things sound; but I also realize that I've been lucky to be blessed with loving and caring people who actually care and or go out of their way to make sure I have even the tiniest feeling of special on that day. Usually my mom, however I can somehow remember someone different always doing something nice.
The powers of the universe have even blessed me with a beautiful and thoughtful wife who, as we speak, is in the kitchen preparing ME (the asshole of all assholes) a delicious home cooked meal. God I'm lucky...
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
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