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This is 40
I made it. I made it to 40. Two years ago, I wasn’t sure that I would.
Happy Birthday to me...2020, COVID-19 pandemic, BLM National Movement, Crisis Edition.
Last year, to counteract the very serious thoughts and feelings I had experienced on my previous birthday, I lowered my expectations to the damn ground. And I set myself two “goals” for myself.
This year, this fucking pandemic year, my expectations were in a hole, at the bottom of another hole. Last year I started planning what was meant to be an epic celebration of my 40th birthday. Once COVID hit hard, I shelved all of those. I saw how other people were celebrating their birthdays and I knew that my grand plans were going to have to be put on hold. And surprisingly (to me), I was 100% okay with it.
Just getting here was the celebration.
I did keep one of my plans in place: camping at Elk Island (watch for a separate post on that next week). And it was one of the best birthdays and weekends of my life. No joke.
I can’t wait to celebrate “One Year of 40” next September.
FURTHER READING
This is 38 scrapbook & thoughts