Today was filled with many wonderful greetings and well wishes. Yes, there was a full work day involved, but there was also cake at work -- that is always a good thing <smile>. Colleagues, students, family and friends sent wishes in person, on paper, telephone and electronically. These gestures mean a lot -- and helped to make me realize there are others out there who recognize this day with me.
Birthdays are special to me. Not everyone feels the need to do something to mark the one day that is the birthday on the actual day. To me, that is important. So, when I see and hear little messages or people sing for me, it means so much to me. I would celebrate alone, but it is not the same as having others there to share the day. Some people worry about the number. To me this has not created a major difficulty - it is just a number. Old is more a state of mind than a number, though it can be surreal to see a number climb upwards. I find it hard to believe that decades go by when it doesn't seem that so much time has actually passed. I've seen people refuse to tell anyone how old they are or who consistently give their age incorrectly. It is just a number, so shouldn't define who we are. By refusing to acknowledge the number, I think people give the age more power than it should have over a life.
Since birthdays measure the journey in a quantitative way, I was struggling with a song for the day. I am a more qualitative person after all <smile>. I think the song I share here today presents that more qualitative journey. Enjoy!
On my way here -- Clay Aiken
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