Celebrating a better year, every year

Celebrating a better year, every year

This past weekend, I celebrated my 36th birthday. 

At my age, birthdays are distinctly less exciting than they once were. I don’t care to have a big party or really whoop it up. I have little interest in expensive presents or flashy displays in my honor. 

But I still enjoy the process of looking back and looking forward. Birthdays, to me, are a time to reflect on the past years, where I’ve come from, what I’ve accomplished, how I’ve persevered, and why I’ve progressed. And they are a remarkably powerful time to look out onto the horizon of life and imagine what lies ahead. 

And this year feels big.