Another Day… Another Year.

August 11th, 2010

For those who didn’t read my last blog, it was my birthday the other day. Which reminds  me, it’s the 11th, and I need to text my friend Andy to wish him a happy birthday.  …….  Now that that is done, I can check that off my list of things to do. That…that. I hate when putting two of the same words together sounds right. Oh. Birthday. Right. Squirrel? (At least Billy laughed.) I have the worst case of ADD. EVER. 3-2-1….. 3-2-1….. Story on that, my friend Paula (<3) was trying to give me someone’s number, and I kept getting distracted. OKAY! Back to my birthday!

First and foremost, I’d like to thank everyone. EVERYONE….for the birthday wishes. I got so many messages that answering each of them would take me more than 5 days. Okay, not quite. But, I saw that I have a lot of people who care about me. Or, they saw my name on their Facebook calendar of events, and had 3 seconds to spare. Either way, THANK YOU!

I had a great day, and everyone who was there for dinner made it that much more amazing. Even if you all made me wear THE HAT. I guess a Mexican sombrero is better than the alternative. My friends and I have a “birthday hat” that has been passed around. It was forgotten on my birthday, and I am totally okay with that.

Everyone used to ask, “Do you feel any older?” — I never have felt older on a birthday. It’s not like you wake up a completely different person from when you went to bed… Unless your name is Taylor, of course. I know my friends enjoy when I mention them… I will fit all of you in at some point, I promise. SQUIRREL! I get distracted too easily. Maybe it’s the Caribou Coffee Milk Chocolate Turtle Mocha sitting next to me… (If you haven’t had one… You need to!) Back to birthdays. Sorry!

The truth is, I don’t feel any older than I was a week ago. I will never feel old, because I am young at heart. Those who know me well, know that I am really just a 17 year old girl at heart with a 7 year old’s imagination. I am thankful for such a youthful personality. I will never be old. I like that.

As much as I appreciated all the birthday wishes, my birthday isn’t really all that special to me. When it comes down to it, it’s just another day in the life of me. I am thankful and walk into each day with a positive mind.

Birthday. The meaning is, “when life begins.” We celebrate the day God gave us life. In my opinion, life begins at conception, but this is not a blog about pro-life vs. pro-choice. We celebrate the day our life began, on our birthday. We should treat each day as a birthday. Each day we are given the chance to start over. God hands us a day, and it is up to us to decide what we do with it. If we waste our life away, what is the point in celebrating the day we were born?

I encourage you to wake up each day, and treat it as a new life. A “birthday.” It is never too late to start over, it is never too late to say “today I change my mindset.” Do I have it right? I say it over and over, absolutely not. I have to remind myself of what God has given me and what I have to be thankful for, almost daily. But like I have said many, many, many times… I strive to be better in this, as with everything in my life.

It’s never too late to give yourself a fresh start. How are you going to live your life in a positive light today?

Smile, you look better when you do.


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