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On April 3, 2010, at 3:15pm, I turn exactly 30 years old. This post
is part of a very ambitious effort to share each of the last 10 years.
Thanks to Mike and his recap of the
2000's for the inspiration.
And in an anticlimactic finish to the personal decade, 2009 was for the most part relatively uneventful. Amber and I were both fortunate enough to prosper professionally throughout our generations worst economic period, and our kitties kept us smiling for another 365 days (and vice versa). It hasn't all been lump-free gravy but all in all, it was a pretty good year.
The singular most important thing to happen to me personally was Amber accepting my (fumbled) request for her hand in marriage. I had staged a dinner out on a Saturday night and surprised her right before we left 123 Awesome Street. It was a little confusing, the situation, on account of our having spent years talking about not ever actually getting married, instead just living together forever like a pair of Europeans. But it was an itch I had felt needed scratching for a few months and decided to go for it. Writing wouldn't give the romantic aspect of the story justice, so I'll leave it at: she said yes, and we're a month away from the wedding. (Infinite thanks to my friend Lauren for helping stage a fake ring shopping session the week before, to run recon on Amber's ring tastes. Had we not done so, I would've been way, way off on my ring purchase.)
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Grappling with 30 has been a trip in and of itself. Writing out these major life events, putting things down on paper reminds me that things I've internalized and probably diminished do actually add up to a substantial decade of living. I certainly can't complain; I should be so lucky to have another 10 years of this fortunate life.
And in an anticlimactic finish to the personal decade, 2009 was for the most part relatively uneventful. Amber and I were both fortunate enough to prosper professionally throughout our generations worst economic period, and our kitties kept us smiling for another 365 days (and vice versa). It hasn't all been lump-free gravy but all in all, it was a pretty good year.
The singular most important thing to happen to me personally was Amber accepting my (fumbled) request for her hand in marriage. I had staged a dinner out on a Saturday night and surprised her right before we left 123 Awesome Street. It was a little confusing, the situation, on account of our having spent years talking about not ever actually getting married, instead just living together forever like a pair of Europeans. But it was an itch I had felt needed scratching for a few months and decided to go for it. Writing wouldn't give the romantic aspect of the story justice, so I'll leave it at: she said yes, and we're a month away from the wedding. (Infinite thanks to my friend Lauren for helping stage a fake ring shopping session the week before, to run recon on Amber's ring tastes. Had we not done so, I would've been way, way off on my ring purchase.)
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Grappling with 30 has been a trip in and of itself. Writing out these major life events, putting things down on paper reminds me that things I've internalized and probably diminished do actually add up to a substantial decade of living. I certainly can't complain; I should be so lucky to have another 10 years of this fortunate life.