41 revolutions around

Today I'm 41.  People are sending me all sorts of sweet birthday wishes and thoughts and prayers and blessings.  I'm honored and touched.

But I'm a weirdo (in case you hadn't noticed that already).  I think it's strange to celebrate that I haven't died in the past 365 days.  So I have to find more meaning to it than that.

I take the time to reflect on all the blessings in my life.  The relationships that have come and some that have gone.  The goals I have met, those I have not reached yet and those I have abandoned for new ones.  I try to avoid the mirror lest I also notice that time is obviously moving across my face and other parts of my body (no, there will be no photos LOL).  I reflect if I've made a difference in the world or left any kind of positive mark versus just carbon emissions and being a consumer.  I think about the future and the journeys I haven't even dreamed of yet.

I'm left standing in amazement just like I do as I sit on the edge of the ocean and consider it's vastness.

But call me crazy ... Is it just me or shouldn't this be a celebration of my Mother?  She did 9 plus months of hard work with the parasite (me) latched on to her.  She did a day of hard labor to get me O U T.  Then 18 plus years of raising me, loving me.  And now the past years of being a mentor and friend.

So here's a shout out to YOU Mom.  Thanks for life.

And finally, a tribute to God.  You have dreamed of me before I was born, formed me in my Mother's womb, know every hair on my head.  You know everything about me and love me anyway.  So thanks for another spin.