9th
“Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it”
30.
Thirty.
Out of my twenties.
A cancer survivor.
What the hell happened this year? Well, quite a bit actually.
How can the scariest year of my life ALSO be the most amazing eye opening and rewarding year of my life? It’s freaking weird, yo.
I don’t remember the 70’s. I kinda remember the 80’s - transformers and gobots and stuff. The 90’s was all Nirvana. 2000’s have been the interwebs.
And beating cancer.
For my birthday last year I went to see Zack and Miri make a Porno with my roomies and friends. It was lovely.
But see, I can’t stand birthdays. I don’t know what it is about them. I’ve always viewed birthdays as a way of counting down the days you’ve been in prison or something. Yes, I’m eternal optimist and a private pessimist. It’s an odd mix.
But I could get used to birthdays. I’ve learned over the past 6 months that reflection is a big key to happiness. What’s the point of doing things, experiencing things, and learning things if you don’t ever look back on them fondly and think about them often?
I’m so fast to move move move, I never stand still and think.
So my birthday present to myself today will be to reflect on the past year…not just the cancer ass kicking part over the past 6 months.
I’m going to have an epic thank you/birthday party with my friends when I’m feeling better. Still super tired from last weeks treatment.
Now get the hell off of my lawn, kids.
(quote from ferris bueller)
