Birthdays were always to be massively celebrated in my house growing up. I remember waking up on my 8th birthday (no idea about what that year would hold) and getting to wear my very favorite church dress to school. I would have a special breakfast and the whole day was about me. And sometimes it would bleed into a week and now I’m a firm believer in the Birthday Month. Or maybe even six weeks.
Today is my birthday.
I’m another year older.
And I am very happy with this.
Years ago I was lamenting about moving into my late 20’s. My best friend, who I met EONS ago in the General Hospital AOL message boards, gently reminded me of my friends who didn’t get to see these years. And it stuck with me. Every time I feel an achy joint or feel the need to wonder if I should maybe switch to “firming” moisturizer, I remember my friends. Not that I don’t secretly (or not so secretly) whine about having to dig out the pain reliever.
I have always viewed Birthdays as a chance to think about what you want to do this year. What you might want to accomplish over the next 365 days. When we moved to Raleigh from Atlanta a few years ago I had a list that said things like: Make more friends (being in a new city is hard at any age), Finish Your Manuscript, Query AT LEAST Five Agents. And that year I did those things and eventually even signed with an agent (Hey there Eric ).
This year I’m going to take a note from Carrie Ryan. At MadCap she told us to make a list of things that would be outrageous and amazing to happen in our careers. So, that’s what I’m going to do this year. I’m making a list of things that are attainable but would also be amazing. Because this year, I’m striving for amazing things.