There’s something special about birthdays. I’m still young enough to still tell you how old I am without lying, but this is the first year I’ve actually felt older.
Maybe it’s the sleepless nights. Or thinking about another baby girl on the way. Or maybe, I am officially old. But birthdays are a good time to reflect on the years past and think about those yet to come.
Past. I have been nothing but blessed with the family and friends that I’ve had in my life thus far. I’m sure they all have stories about me too, probably about me being up to something. I only hope that my girls are as lucky as I have been with those supporting me in this crazy life.
Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.
Be careful not to focus on where you’ve been. It’s not nearly as important as where you are now. Besides, who actually understands life?