Upon turning thirty last year, I began to view my birthdays as a second New Year of sorts, an opportunity for reflection, but also a chance to further my own growth. Almost a test to challenge myself to see what type of person I would like to have evolved into after the next 365 days have taken their course.
Last year, since it was a milestone, I was fortunate to have my closest friends join me for an evening out in Portland at a restaurant that for me was a reminder of how far I had come, 23Hoyt, but in lieu of presents they came with a list of things they had learned and things they would like to learn about this thing we call life.
It was a farfetched hope that they would come with these lists, and I wasn’t sure if they would comply. To my relief however, they didn’t think I was acting odd or out of character and were glad to come with advice. Some serious, some comical, all very much heartfelt, these were truly the best presents I have ever received. To Elsa, Judy, Nancy, Alex and Saundra, thank you for a memory I will always treasure.
I’ve since tucked away these letters and still pull them out from time to time. This year I won’t be spending my birthday in Portland, but none the less with those I love (that includes my dogs as well of course).
So as we all wake up to a new day, whether it be our birthday, a new year, or simply tomorrow, may we take it on with gumption, courage and a little pizazz. After all, I just know it’s going to be simply luxurious for each of us if we’re determined to make it so. Cheers!