We have always been told that our golden birthday has a little bit of magic to it. Turning 23 on the 23rd sounds a lot more fun than just turning 23. (Nobody likes you when you’re 23 according to Blink-182)
A very unreliable source (urban dictionary) states that not all golden birthdays are considered equal. It suggests that some dates and ages hold specific types of “powers”.
Do I believe that this holds truth? Not necessarily. Coincidently my golden birthday fell on a date that ” Is an ever-shifting entity that at times holds nearly infinite levels of power. This can be dangerous and has the potential to unknown chaos’.”
I found this out on my 23rd birthday but it just sounded like some crazy voodoo shit.
Well I’m here to tell you, coincidence or not, 23 turned out to be one big year of chaos for me.
I didn’t get the job, I totaled my car, I had emergency surgery, Trump became President. What a crazy year.
But then I got to thinking, what if all of that chaos was actually the best luck I’ve ever had?
What if I didn’t get the job because my dream job is just around the corner? What if I dodged a semi just before that car crashed into me where both of us walked away unharmed? What if the reason why I collapsed in pain on vacation in Florida was because that’s where the best surgeon for the job was located?
I’ve held a grudge against 23 claiming it to be “the worst year of my life.” For so long I felt sorry for myself for the events that took place.
Not anymore. What ever “power” that was out to get me this year did not succeed. I am a stronger, more thankful, and better person because of these experiences.
“Difficult roads often lead to beautiful destinations.”
Bring it on 24, let’s see what you’ve got!!