When I first started blogging, I tried to do a birthday post each year, but last year the day just slipped by. So, today, as I enter my thirty-second year of life, I will take a few moments to ponder this life. Hmmm…
I saw a quote the other day that said “Blessed is the uneventful life.” Some people cringe at this. They detest the thought of being boring. Not me–not anymore. I still crave exciting days and events, still have hopes and dreams to travel the world and increase my education and find some roller coaster that gets my adrenaline rushing; but every night as I lay my head on my pillow, I’m overcome with gratitude that “everything is fine.” Eventful doesn’t necessarily mean thrilling and exquisite. Yes, my days look very similar to one another (especially during summer, when I’m not working at all) but I’ll take some dull days over some of the “eventful” trials I’ve seen around me. Infertility. Bankruptcy. Job loss. Spouse loss. Parent loss. Very ill children. That last one especially brings me to my knees. Can you imagine if you found out your child had a life-threatening illness? If I were going through that, I would absolutely crave this normal, boring life where my healthy children delight me and sometimes drive me crazy. Why should I wait around for something horrible to happen before I relish in my blessings? I’m blessed by a happy, normal, uneventful life. Very blessed indeed. Best birthday gift ever!
