another day. another year.

20 Jul

as a kid i always woke up on my birthday convinced that something was different. that i had changed. that i felt older. that i had grown somehow. or at least that i was different somehow. try as i might i have a harder time evoking this feeling as an adult. perhaps knowing that in reality i am only really one day older than yesterday has influenced this. regardless it isn’t a bad thing. but i do miss that feeling. that anticipation that something was improved simply by making it to another birthday.

but i do think my life is better as i age. that i become more of who i want to be over time. insignificant things that seemed so important when i was younger have fallen to the wayside. i have given up the ghost so to speak on some relationships that withered on the vine for too long. i have looked fear in the eye and not looked away. and i have borne witness to my heart expanding with love to a size i never dreamed possible. so i suppose some things are different. even if they don’t come in one fell swoop. but in bits and pieces. through the days and over the years. like water smoothing out rough edges over time.


2 Responses to “another day. another year.”

  1. 6 WedUTC2011-07-20T10:27:26+00:00UTC07bUTCWed, 20 Jul 2011 10:27:26 +0000 2009 at 10:27 AM #

    Happy birthday!

  2. strawberry 6 WedUTC2011-07-20T10:29:15+00:00UTC07bUTCWed, 20 Jul 2011 10:29:15 +0000 2009 at 10:29 AM #

    Happy birthday all the same 😉

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