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Thank You, God, For Another Trip Around the Sun
It’s my birthday, May 22. My favorite day of the year. In fact, I think it should be a national holiday. I used to wonder if I was the only person who dreaded getting older, but loved my birthday. I was assured that this is normal.
Each year I sit down to write a birthday reflection, or rather, a reflection on getting older. I never publish them because they feel a bit too personal.
If you don’t die, you will get older, each year. Each day. That’s all of us.
Society teaches us that this is a bad thing, but I firmly believe that it is not.
A couple years ago, I didn’t feel this way. I even wrote, and briefly published a story titled, Who Are We If We Aren’t Young? I took it down not long afterwards, and it only got a few views anyway.
It was a story lamenting your newfound place in society when you’re no longer considered “young,” whatever that age may be for you.
However, this year, leading up to my birthday I didn’t feel that usual sense of dread. I felt nothing but thankfulness and gratitude, and I finally understood the saying, another trip around the sun. That’s what God has granted me, and I am grateful for it. I’m also going to make the most out of it. I used to look forward to my birthdays so that I could be doted on and given…
