Birthdays Seem To Matter Now

Ronnie was born on the twenty seventh of this month and Mom the twenty ninth. As I sit here writing, I think about not celebrating a birthday until I was sixteen. Mom raised us according to the tenets of the Jehovah’s Witnesses. So we didn’t celebrate birthdays. So many years later, I think of them on their birthdays.

It seems that birthdays actually matter now. Not in the celebratory sense, but rather in reflection . I think of them, some of the stories we’ve shared together, and reminisce fondly. In times past, I’d be in a “funk” for days, if not longer. Today, I can look at the calendar, sit quietly and have a smile thinking of our time together.

As I’ve gotten older, the more birthdays I've been blessed to enjoy, the more I realize I have fewer in front than behind. So those celebrations, even when low-key, are more important than before.

Today, Wednesday, September 29, 2021, I am grateful that:

I’m taking action in the right direction. I’ve got a conference call in a few minutes based on a conversation with Fred. We’ll see how or if this can form into a potential partnership.

I was able to get Veronica’s paperwork for school. She’s still in Bacolod, but I was able to gather her enrollment forms to help her move forward with one of her goals.

I made a sale. I received an email notification the other day. I’d set things in motion more than a month ago. I’d actually forgotten about the process until I got the email. Maybe more will come, not sure. I’ve taken the action, the results are not in my hands.

Can you remember fondly without reliving?

Are you making the most of the days you have remaining?

How can you improve on what you’re doing today?

Be Great. Be Grateful!!!