Thursday, 05 October 2006

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  I went to a funeral yesterday.  My uncle had passed away.  It was the first funeral I had gone to in my life.  It definitely is not the most pleasant circumstances to meet relatives that I would have loved to have spent more time with in general and who’ve I haven’t seen in quite some time. 

   

  Yesterday was also my birthday.  I spent the morning at the funeral and once I got home, I just went to sleep, trying to let the day end as quickly as possible.  It really wasn’t the type of day that I wanted to enjoy at all.

   

  For anyone that doesn’t know, I’m now 24.  It is quite odd for me; I am already in my mid-twenties.  Time has been moving right along.  I generally do not even think of my own birthdays since turning 21.  I do not know why that is, but it is what it is.  A relative at the funeral asked me how old I am and after telling him my age it dawned on me at the very moment that it was actually my birthday.  It is of course understandable that one would not be thinking about their birthday at a particular time such as that, but still in general, I usually do not much think about my birthdays.

   

  On the upside, one aspect of birthdays that I really do enjoy is the freedom to contact people on their birthdays even if an awkward amount of time has elapsed in which you do not know the status of the relationship between you and that person.  You can always start afresh with that phone call and wish them a happy birthday, find out how they have been, and make plans to boost start that friendship again.

   

  I’m in Staten Island right now.  My father had a seizure.  He will be fine, hopefully sooner than later.  These things do occur every so often though, no need to be concerned.

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