...He hoped his daughter, when delivering his eulogy years from now, would speak not of the yards he gained, but of the man he became. — Curtis Martin (NFL Hall of Fame Player)
Our weekly Sunday BBQ happened to coincide with the day before my 31st birthday. Wow, sometimes when I say it I feel old, but then again I’ve realized that you truly are as old as you feel. When I pause to look back on how much more I feel that I’ve lived in the past 10 months, it certainly seems more than I have over the past 10 years. Later in the evening, without my knowledge, Pamela who had traveled from Costa Rica for my birthday has secretly planned with Lali to go out and get me a cake and before I knew it there were more than what appeared to be 60 people singing me happy birthday as a small cake with a candle appeared from within the crowd. Since I’m not one that enjoys being the center of attention, this was by far one of the best starts to a birthday I could ask for.