I wrote this entry on July 23, the day before my birthday but held it for a while before I published it. I think it was because I started the entry one way, revised, and revised until it is what it is now. If you know me well, and a lot of people don’t really know me as well as they think they do, you will know that I am not a fan of big birthday celebrations. The two exceptions have been my 25th and my 30th.
The 25th was because my girlfriend at the time really wanted to put on a big birthday party for me, and it was a landmark as it was my quarter of a century birthday. I remember it like it was yesterday, some good friends, a nice keg of Seirra Nevada and mellow night of just chilling and having a good time.
My 30th was because, well it was my 30th and to be honest there was a girl at the time I wanted to impress so a bunch of us got 2 VIP Booths at On Broadway and I think at final headcount there was about 50 people there throughout the night, some we got into the VIP Area, some we couldn’t. I was flipping through the photos the other night and kind of laughed…those days of my hard partying and dance clubbing days are long gone.
Somewhere in my early 30s I started to become more concerned about work, professionalism, career, and education. I was more concerned with how I looked, how I acted, who I befriended, who I could help, where I was, where I was going, and where I had been. Not to wax in religiousm, but it reminds me of a passage from the Bible 1 Corinthians 13:11, “When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.”
Now as I get older, I started to wonder about what lies around the bend…and yet, I eagerly await it.
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