Today I turned 33 (chronologically) - physically, emotionally, spiritually I feel no different from yesterday or last year or the year before that or the year before that (well not totally - there has been some spiritual growth, pain takes longer to go away; harder to ignore and injuries take longer to heal; my emotional growth is relative and dependent on a number of unpredictable variables, that statement alone speaks for itself). So yes, 33 years of age - I am advancing along in maturity like wine, I'm getting better to the point where I am as sharp as vinegar.
This was one of my first birthdays that I did not remember, my sister (Shawnette) and Sofie were the ones who reminded me and kept asking what I was doing - if I told them nothing they would have been disappointed, so I said something. I was not really feeling my birthday, still not sure that I am, but, as the clock moved to and past midnight, I lay in the darkest and quiet of my room and said a silent prayer (yes I do pray). I was thankful that I was alive to see another birthday, made it through another year and was blessed to be surrounded by people who love me; I was thankful for all that I have, and I came to the realization that I am truly fortunate - I am wealthy. I say this with a smile and a feeling of peace and gratitude - these moments of peace are not frequent in my life, at least not this type of peace, which makes me even more grateful for this moment.
33, how many more to go, I do not know, but if the next 33 is as interesting and blessed as the last, I anxiously look forward to them. Thank you my great North Wind for everything and everyone in my life that makes it worth living and makes it the tremendous joy it is.
I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
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