I’ll be turning 28 at the end of February. In the past, I’ve always dreaded my birthday. If I could have stopped time, I think I’d have stayed about 17 forever. (I had a hell of a good time as a teenager…)
Turning 27 last year was a difficult birthday for me, for some reason. It was just that much to the side of being past mid-20′s and into late-20′s, and it freaked me out. I spent my birthday feeling sorry for myself, despite my friends trying their best to cheer me up.
A good thing came out of it though: a few days after I turned 27, it started to sink in that birthdays will come and go and sulking about it wasn’t going to do a damn bit of good. (DUH!) Perhaps not much of a revelation, but once you let this truly soak in to your psyche, you realize that it’s silly not to celebrate every moment and enjoy it for what it is.
So this year, I’m looking forward to 28. There’s a small part of it that bothers me. Ya know, the part where 30 is oh-so rapidly approaching. But what’s the point of being upset? Besides, 28 just sounds like a good number to me. A happy number, even! I’m going to go with it…
A dear friend of mine turns 27 later this month and he’s taking it hard for the same reasons I’ve had in the past. Getting older just isn’t fun sometimes. I’m trying really hard to think of the good things about being in your late-20′s, so that I can cheer him up.
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