It’s been a while, eh? I have since turned 26 here in Thailand, I liked being 25, I don’t really like even numbers. Weird. I’m now closer to 30 than I am to 20, I’m no longer a kid, this is when real life starts, right? Uhmm. No, not really.
From what I’ve been told by my elders the confusion never ceases, the wondering never stops and the self-doubt continues on with us through out our whole lives. At this point I at least feel like I’m getting closer to feeling at home inside myself, I’m studying and learning and thinking and trying to meditate on everything—
maybe I should zero in and meditate on one thing at a time… I hear that’s how you’re supposed to do it.
But enough about my confused head, heart and mind: birthday weekend! While approaching the date I had to reminisce on past birthdays—I then realized that this is the 4th continent I have spent January 18th on! Crazy!!
Things that happened:
- I had a school of 900 beautiful Thai children sing me a version of Happy Birthday that I’d never heard before.
- I received a birthday package from my Grandmother in Michigan who retraced my old stomping grounds of Holland, MI—making me tear up a bit at the memories. Then I ate candy and smelled the delicious coffee she sent!
- I was bombarded by first graders with open arms yelling “Happpppy birfday, Teacha SaLone!!” I quickly corrected them “birthday, teacher SLOan” (if you know me you know that my name is ONE syllable. NOT TWO.) Just kidding, they were too damn cute to correct.
- I ate an amazing meal, sang horribly in front of friends and was given some amazingly thoughtful gifts and cards.
- I went to another province and went Thai camping.
- Hiked down to a big tree, hiked back up and was applauded at my speed by a bunch of Thais lighting up their cigarettes.
- I then hiked back down and hiked a short hike back to the camp ground, all the while pretending I was back in the Siskyou mountains.
My friend then said to me “Why don’t you pretend you’re there, in Thailand, you don’t have to pretend so hard that way.” Good point. Chalk is up to another struggle of not being here. I needed that, I’m here, in Thailand—let’s quit pretending otherwise.
- I then logged onto Facebook and Gmail and was showered in love via messages, emails, and notifications.
Overall—yeah, turning 26 was pretty damn great!
2 thoughts on “Getting Old”
Enjoyed your bd activities with you. You have a gift for taking people along for your experiences. Have you told your friends that smoking is bad for them? Aren’t first graders great?
They weren’t my FRIENDS! I don’t hang out with THOSE people! 😉
First graders are the best!