Monday, October 19, 2009

I'm How Old?

I just celebrated my 29th birthday yesterday. To be honest, it's a little weird. It's not so much that I dread turning 30 next year. Far from it actually. It's more that it just crept up on me. Birthdays seem to come much quicker nowadays than they used to. I remember turning 21 like it was yesterday and it feels like I turned 25 about fifteen minutes ago. As a kid, you long for your birthday each year, and every school year feels like an eternity. I guess the pace of life just increases as you get older. I mean, 2009 itself has pretty much gone by in a blurry flash!

This October has been such a busy month as well, so I just haven't really thought much about it being my birthday month. And in an effort to be blunt without sounding conceited, I think I'm a little more than past the stage of wanting my birthday to come around just so I can "get stuff." If anything, over the past few years, I've been seriously forced to examine more and more just how much I have compared to so many in our world. It should be me giving away what I have, not receiving more items to feed my luxurious lifestyle. The fact that I could heat my home on a cold day yesterday is more than a lot of people in my city alone can do, and I should never take that for granted.

I spent most of this past weekend on a fall retreat with my wife Tara, who is a campus ministry director at Temple University, and a bunch of students from Temple and Philadelphia University. We rented a huge house called SPADE, which is in total farm country, just west of Allentown. On Saturday night, I was in the living room of this house, playing my guitar and having a pretty good conversation with the main speaker of the retreat. At some point midnight struck without my knowing it. At that moment, from out of nowhere, dozens of students toting balloons and streamers, came pouring into the room and heaved them at me with deadly accuracy. In the midst of this melee, Tara came in holding two pieces of cake: one chocolate, the other cheesecake (my two favorites!). It was a very thoughtful gesture by everyone involved, and I'm extremely grateful.

On Sunday, after the retreat had ended, Tara and I spent the evening with my parents and brother. After dinner at The Olive Garden (which was lovely), I got ready for my main birthday treat: an absolutely pummeling 11-0 victory by the Phillies over the Los Angeles Dodgers in game 3 of the NLCS, giving the Phillies a 2-1 lead in the series! All in all, a smashing day combined with a smashing weekend!

So here I am now, officially less than a year away from turning 30 and I'm honestly looking forward to it. I'm still not really sure why. Maybe 30 sounds like a mature age for a man...Maybe I just don't have the same dread about getting older that a lot of people have...Or maybe I just like round numbers! Whatever the reason, know this...having been born in 1980, I will turn 20-10 IN 2010! Not many people can say that. If you're one of the few, congrats. If not, be jealous!

1 comment:

  1. Shane LarsonOctober 20, 2009

    Love this blog, Alan. I definitely looked forward to turning 30 this year. Being 30 feels the same as being 29, just a new decade of opportunity!