A Birthday Thought

Today I turned 21.

It’s 12:05am on the day of my birthday, and instead of pouring shots of tequila down my throat or out on some random/exciting adventure like normal, I’m typing to all of you. Since I’m not celebrating my birthday until tonight, I enjoyed relaxation by looking at the stars and listening to The Hawk in Paris. As I stared up at the sky four minutes before the clock struck midnight, the largest comet I have seen in years rocketed through the atmosphere. So of course I made a birthday wish.

Shadows perfectly reflected into the lake which stood close by. This lake has much meaning to me, since it is where I spent my childhood. However, when I was 18 we lost our home to foreclosure. Shortly after it was put on the market and purchased, the house was bulldozed and the new owners built a beautiful new home.

In some strange twist of a coincidence, my mother ended up renting on the same lake just a month ago and I am up visiting for a long Memorial Day weekend. It is fantastic being back at the place which holds so many memories, but of course this new home looks directly over my childhood property. Although it no longer resembles the place of my growth, it is difficult to constantly be reminded of the hurt we endured because of losing it. It was not just a house, it was our home.

Back to laying down and looking into the mysteries of space (which really creeps me out), I was completely unfocused from my past home until something caught my eye. After seeing the shooting star, a bright light suddenly shined across the lake and was so noticeable it forced me too look. When my eyes met the light that began shining moments before, I realize it is coming from the lot of my childhood home. I stare, waiting for it to disappear within the next couple seconds. Instead of disappearing, however, it stays lit until the clock strikes midnight.

Baffled by what kind of light would make such a bright impression all the way across the lake puzzled me. But even more so was the coincidence of timing. I hope the light with the warm orange glow was to signal a light in my new beginnings and to reassure me that although it may be gone, my home will always be there.

I must not be selfish, and be thankful someone else is now enjoying the view that I was lucky enough to have for so many years. I often took it for granted. Now, I have learned that although goodbyes are difficult, they do nothing but strengthen the inner core of the soul.

It is now exactly 12:30am, and I can say I would rather be doing nothing else. I’m excited for my lucky star wish and to celebrate tomorrow. Yay to finally being legal to drink in the United States…BOO YA!

Peace out blogging world, I’ve got some celebrations to prepare for!