On the 23rd of December, various notables were born: Akihito, current Emperor of Japan, Eddie Vedder, frontman for Pearl Jam, Alexander I of Russia and Joseph Smith, founder of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, amongst many others. But towering as high above the names of these pathetic mortal weaklings as their own pitiful human flesh towers above that of a mere ant is a birth that shook the very fabric of the universe, for I was born upon that most tremendous of days. Yes I, rooijan, Destroyer of Worlds, Ruler of All That Is, Lord of the Skies and Prince of the Morning, Supreme Commander of… yes nurse, I’ll take my medicine now…
So I hit a quarter of a century yesterday. This is a big number, but I’ve never been bothered by age – I’ve long felt a little older than my current age, and I’m now getting to the age I felt like I’ve been for a while (this doesn’t make much sense, but read it again, and you’ll know what I mean). Besides, how can you feel old if you keep a few older friends like
In very brief reflection, it’s been a great year. I’ve finished my first full year at a job I love doing, and been promoted with a handsome salary increase to keep doing it. I’ve been memorably and enjoyably overseas on business for the first time, to a destination I doubt I would go to on holiday. I’m starting to see fruits with the efforts I’ve been part of for some time to bring our young people back to the Catholic Church. The music group I’ve been playing with in the same Church has had a great year and I’ve had massive amounts of fun playing with it. I lost a good car (:-( ) but gained a great new one in it’s place (I consider myself well up on that transaction). And I went out with a girl (for the first time in my life) in early October who I’ve now fallen deeply in love with.
Yes, all told, a great year. Since I also get a birthday so close to Christmas, Merry Christmas/Hannukah/<secular holiday> to everyone – may it all go very well.