Thank You, Thank You, Thank You, You're Far Too Kind!

Anyone who really knows me knows how much of a family man I am. I love my family and anyone I consider a friend, not just a co-worker or classmate, is a part of my family. I keep my circle tight because I share my world with them and I don’t think it’s something I should be giving away like day-old bagels. Opening up has never been an easy task for me, which makes it easy to limit the number of people I open too. But for those who have seen underneath the surface and can truly say “they know me” I’m thankful to have around. Because I keep much of what I’m thinking to myself and amongst friends, spending my birthday without them was REALLY tough. The thought of being without a girlfriend in God knows how long, my friends and family on my birthday brought much anguish.

I’ve always felt that you should celebrate birthdays and holidays with loved ones, something that was nearly impossible for me to do 1,200 miles away from most of my family. This sadness was exacerbated by the fact that thoughts of the ex had been controlling my thoughts lately as 2 years ago on my birthday I proposed. It seemed like a good idea at the time, you know, so I would never forget. But now that we’re not together, it seems like the worst idea ever; right up there next to voting Bush to a second term and wearing corduroy pants to the beach. Believe it or not, I wasn’t really looking forward to my birthday at all.

However, the hundreds of birthday wishes I received from family and friends all day long really touched me. Feeling my phone vibrate constantly throughout the day in court never felt better, knowing that there were well wishes coming through. I just want to say thanks to everyone for making my day such a great one, in spite of my circumstances. I enjoyed the cards, the gifts, the texts, the calls, the facebook messages, the drinks, everything. To you it may not have seen like much effort to say or do what you did, but to me it meant a lot.

Shouts out to the special lady I kicked it with on Sunday. You’ll never know how much that day meant to me and I’ll never forget it.

Big ups to some of the best co-workers in the world who started things off on Saturday with dinner, drinking, skating and more drinking and finished up strong on Monday.

Thanks to everyone who helped make this day more than bearable, but fantastic. I'm sure when I go home this weekend the madness when continue. But even if it doesn't, I've had more than enough to last me til next year. Much Love!