Last month was my 33rd birthday. Its weird. When I was little (like birth to college), I often referred to my birthday as a "national holiday". I really thought it was the most important day of the year. Now I have realized its really not that exciting. Its not the getting older thing that bothers me, I actually think that's kind of cool. I think its the fact that its just like any other day. There's still meals to make, diapers to change, a house to clean, etc., etc. Not that those are bad things, its just not the most exciting way to spend your day, ya know? Anyway, I am thankful that I am a year older and wiser too. Nothing's wrong with that!
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