BIRTHDAY MUSINGS
Every November 2 is no different from any other day. It has the same 1440 minutes. However, it’s always special for me because that’s my January 1. Always a new beginning. My circadian clock revolves round the onset of autumnal equinox . As always, I’m grateful for life, and all the privileges I’ve has the pleasure of sharing with other creatures on earth. It’s soothing to know that one is not a freak happenstance. I mean, that puts being alive in a totally different perspective. As I try to unravel my purpose for being here, I cannot but notice that the business of being me is a full-time job. Keeps me occupied from November to October, year in, year out. But one cannot be or attempt to be anything all by oneself. Therefore I’m eternally grateful to all those who have made life happen for me so far. You people are too numerous to mention now. I’ll do that as the year progresses. As far as I’m concerned, you are all servants of God. That I’m here is a testimony ...