Yesterday was my birthday, and through the course of the day I was thinking a lot about how my life has changed over the course of the year since the previous birthday. It was pretty amazing. For those of you who are curious, I turned 36 yesterday. On my 35th birthday, I was just starting to contemplate whether my marriage of nearly fourteen years was still salvageable. I was married to a man who was doing almost nothing to help me achieve my own goals and was watching his own future circle the drain while he wallowed in apathy. I was just getting serious about figuring out what graduate programs I wanted to apply to and I was preparing to start a final year of undergraduate classes. I don't even remember doing anything special that day except going to lunch with my parents. I think. I certainly wasn't very happy about most aspects of my life. My, how things have changed. On my 36th birthday, I had my B.A. (summa cum laude, thank you very much), was getting ready to start classes in a Ph.D. history program, and was divorced and happily involved with the person who sent me these lovely flowers for my birthday. I don't even remember when I last received flowers, especially ones that didn't come from the grocery store. This birthday, I was very, very happy. It's amazing the difference one single year can make in the course of your life.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Birthday Meditations
Yesterday was my birthday, and through the course of the day I was thinking a lot about how my life has changed over the course of the year since the previous birthday. It was pretty amazing. For those of you who are curious, I turned 36 yesterday. On my 35th birthday, I was just starting to contemplate whether my marriage of nearly fourteen years was still salvageable. I was married to a man who was doing almost nothing to help me achieve my own goals and was watching his own future circle the drain while he wallowed in apathy. I was just getting serious about figuring out what graduate programs I wanted to apply to and I was preparing to start a final year of undergraduate classes. I don't even remember doing anything special that day except going to lunch with my parents. I think. I certainly wasn't very happy about most aspects of my life. My, how things have changed. On my 36th birthday, I had my B.A. (summa cum laude, thank you very much), was getting ready to start classes in a Ph.D. history program, and was divorced and happily involved with the person who sent me these lovely flowers for my birthday. I don't even remember when I last received flowers, especially ones that didn't come from the grocery store. This birthday, I was very, very happy. It's amazing the difference one single year can make in the course of your life.
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