I want to thank everyone who took the time to tell me “Happy Birthday”! Thanks to all who helped make it a special day.
So perhaps the best part of having a birthday is the cake, right?
Fellow Heartline co-worker Melissa Alberts was kind enough to make my favorite kind: chocolate.
As far back as I can remember, my birthday cakes have always been chocolate. Times haven’t changed much as you can see in the picture below of me celebrating my third (also outside the USA):
On the evening of my 30th, all the Heartline staff threw me a pizza party. In the picture below I’m holding a special one with the numbers “30” created from pepperoni’s! Wow, it was all really delicious.
It did feel weird being overseas on my birthday.
But last year on April 25th I was also overseas: in Venice, Italy, celebrating the occasion with three random people I met at a hostel: an Argentinian, a Mexican, and a Filipino.
And last year I remember having pizza too: at an outdoor café with my new acquaintances in Venice. Considering I was in Italy, it wasn’t that good. I thought they would have the corner on great pizza, seeing they invented it. But somehow the staff here at this unassuming guesthouse in Port-au Prince, Haiti have managed to improve greatly on the original design.
Here is a pic from last years 29th birthday, with my “International Friends for a Day.”
I wonder if I’ve changed in the last year? Am I in any way better now than before?
One time I heard someone say we’ll be the same person a year from now as today except for the people we meet and the books we read. In the last year I’ve done my fair share of both (meeting and reading), so maybe I am different somehow?
Post “big day” I feel the same. Turning 30 wasn’t depressing, just another day. What I think helped soften the blow of leaving my 20’s is bright hope for the future. I’m excited about what all is coming up!
Though I’ve always imagined being in a far different stage of life than I am now at this age (like responsibly holding down a regular job and married with kids), I sure can’t complain. Life has been good. And the Lord has been good to me too: I have a life rich in relationships and experiences.
Like Abraham Lincoln once said, ”In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.”