Read about 27 here, 28 here. I’ll be in the car to Chicago on my birthday, so I thought I’d get this out of the way today.
I was joking with a good friend a couple of weeks ago about how the even years are less good than the odd years, but who am I kidding? Two days after I turned 28, I flew to Los Angeles to tape an episode of Jeopardy! Then, while I was still 28, we bought a house and got a dog. Having a house is nice, but anywhere AV is, that’s home. Besides being flat-out the best gift ever, these eight years together have been interesting (as in compelling). Times just keep getting interestinger, too.
As always, it remains friends and family who provide the getalong to, well, get along. I’m thankful for good, meaningful friendships and close family ties.
I am extraordinarily grateful for professional and personal encouragement I’ve received this year from my advisor/friend, Maria Talero. My life and its possiblities are different because of her influence and care for my work and the future in my chosen discipline. I think a lot lately about the investment teachers/professors/mentors make in our lives, and while I’m motivated by the satisfaction of my personal and professional goals I’m also motivated by the need to “prove out” an investment on their behalf. I sense that my future success is not for me only, but a way of vindicating the time and cultivation that Maria, Karen, and Kent have spent. I hope that when I’m 29 I’ll be able to confirm their efforts somehow.
Those are all good developments. My “even-years” theorem has lost its theorem-status. Although, next year I turn 30 on Thanksgiving. That’s something, right?
You’re a youngster. ha. Well, it’s good to have that support during those years. Glad things are going alright for you and yours. Hope this next year is a great one for you. Happy BD.