I love the morning quiet. Especially one start starts with a birthday. It gives me time to reflect and it helps that it is in the first month of the year. As each year passes, I become more aware of how blessed I am with the life given to be me. It motivates me to not waste time complaining about what I don’t have.
As I slowly recover from my jet lag, I am still struck by the amazing trip to India, and how well we were treated by family. More and more I fall in love with a country I made fun of at one point or another in my life. Sure, it has its limitations, but when there are people who genuinely make you feel care about, all the negativity falls away. I never thought I would think of going to India as a good time, yet already I am missing it since being back on Thursday.
With each birthday, I see more possibility and realization that constant change is life. I not only get physically older but also am reminded that each new day is a gift to do either tasks or to live a life of possibility. There is no right or wrong way, but I am determined to spend less of it in regret and more of it in appreciation. Here’s to another year done, and more to come.