My birthday is my favorite day of the year.
I can pretend to be above it all, so exalted, so worldly, so cultured that something as trivial as my age increasing would have no affect on me at all.
But, one of my resolutions was to be unapologetic of who I am. I don't have a shy, under-the-radar, intellectual, artistic, brooding personality. In fact, even the fact that I blog goes against the stereotype that fits my description. The description of the loud, social one, constantly trying to please, constantly seeking attention, and constantly exaggerating every situation in my life.
But thats okay.
I think this birthday especially is showing me that we're not picture perfect people that fit in picture perfect little boxes all tied up with picture perfect ribbons. We're complicated. We're mean and nice, we're shallow and introspective, crazy and simple, confused and focused. We are so much, so little, and everything in between; we are the grey, trying to live black and white lives.
So this birthday is about me embracing the grey in my life. Embracing all parts of me from the embarrassing why-am-I-like-this to the holy-did-I-really-create-that? It's about me looking at situations not with right or wrong, yes or no, bad or good, pure and dirty, but seeing the in-betweens, the fine lines, and the middle ground. And every time I'm quick to judge someone or something, I'll remember how multidimensional I am and silence my ego.
This birthday is about honest introspection because without it, growing because trivial. What is the point of aging if wisdom does not come along with it?
I can pretend to be above it all, so exalted, so worldly, so cultured that something as trivial as my age increasing would have no affect on me at all.
But, one of my resolutions was to be unapologetic of who I am. I don't have a shy, under-the-radar, intellectual, artistic, brooding personality. In fact, even the fact that I blog goes against the stereotype that fits my description. The description of the loud, social one, constantly trying to please, constantly seeking attention, and constantly exaggerating every situation in my life.
But thats okay.
I think this birthday especially is showing me that we're not picture perfect people that fit in picture perfect little boxes all tied up with picture perfect ribbons. We're complicated. We're mean and nice, we're shallow and introspective, crazy and simple, confused and focused. We are so much, so little, and everything in between; we are the grey, trying to live black and white lives.
So this birthday is about me embracing the grey in my life. Embracing all parts of me from the embarrassing why-am-I-like-this to the holy-did-I-really-create-that? It's about me looking at situations not with right or wrong, yes or no, bad or good, pure and dirty, but seeing the in-betweens, the fine lines, and the middle ground. And every time I'm quick to judge someone or something, I'll remember how multidimensional I am and silence my ego.
This birthday is about honest introspection because without it, growing because trivial. What is the point of aging if wisdom does not come along with it?
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