This is the last photo of me in my 30's. It was taken yesterday evening. Dad and I spent the evening together with some pizza and beer, listening to music, watching old home videos and talking about old times.
Life is pretty crazy. So many things have changed. Most of my family is gone. The world around me is unrecognizable from the world I once knew. Some things have changed for the better. Some have not. The one thing that's remained constant through the years is that I've always felt like a fish out of water. I didn't fit in on the first day of kindergarten, or in middle school, or high school, or college. I didn't fit in with the mainstream or the outcasts. I've didn't belong when I was out with friends, or at family gatherings. I've been the misfit for every job I've ever had. Some times, I was able to stay quiet and fake it well enough to get by. Some times, I wasn't.
If you asked me when I was a teenager, I honestly didn't think I would make it to 40, but through a series of second chances and dumb luck, here I am. Happy birthday to me.
