Birthday

Thirty-nine

Thirty-nine is the new twenty-nine, right? Right? …? That was the age that Grandma Tadlock always gave whenever I’d ask how old she was—she was forever 29. I suppose I could just stay the same age no matter how many years I’ve racked up. So, I’m entering the final year … Continue reading →

Thirty-Eight

As I was walking back from the mailbox at the end of the drive last week, I stopped to take in the view (shown in the image above). The sky was breathtaking. My photo really doesn’t do it justice. For a moment, all was right with the world. I was … Continue reading →

Thirty-Seven

My past year on this earth was a bit of a whirlwind. Facing down the COVID-19 pandemic has not been easy on any of us. But, years from now, I think I’ll remember the good stuff. My life has changed for the better in so many ways. I am in … Continue reading →

Thirty-Six

13,149. That’s the number of days I have been living and breathing on this world thus far. In years, that number is 36. Happy birthday to me. I recently saw a tweet from someone announcing they had reached their 15,000th day. That particular message resonated with me. Why do we … Continue reading →

Thirty-five

Every year I tell myself that I’m going to blog my birthday. And, every May 1st, with the exception of a bacon omelet photo I posted in 2013, I fail. This year, I was determined. The fates were absolutely working against me today. I was coding a new feature for … Continue reading →