Birthdays

What is the thing about birthdays? Why do we celebrate them? Why do we make them a big deal? To me, birthdays are nothing more than another day in your life, and you should treat them no different. But since today is my birthday, I got to thinking about them, and this is what I came up with: Why do we celebrate birthdays, and why do people fear getting old?

So first, why we celebrate birthdays. I really have no reasonable answer to this question, and if it was up to me, birthdays would not be celebrated. Why do we give people presents on their birthday? Why do we make them a cake? Why I it their day? I don’t have a reasonable answer to any of these questions either. I don’t have an answer because first of all, the person whose birthday it is didn’t do anything. The mother and father wanted you, planned for you, conceived you, and gave birth to you (the last part only pertains to the mother actually). So why do you get all the credit? Shouldn’t we be celebrating our parents on our birthday? Shouldn’t we make it our parent’s day and thank them for all the work that they put into you? It seems like celebrating your birthday is a very selfish thing to do.

And second, why do people fear getting old? It is obviously the most natural thing in everybody’s life- aging. Death is another issue, but getting to the point in your life when you can die naturally is a commonly feared thing. When the years start to pile up, people start to cover up. We see it everyday, woman wearing makeup to hide winkles, and men dying their hair so it doesn’t turn that dreaded gray. But why? I, once again, have no reasonable answer to this question. I might figure it out when I get to that point, but as of right now, it’s a mystery to me. I am going to embrace age. You can’t stop life, so why try and fool yourself.

Obama

Obama! Obama! Obama!

Obama is president. It finally happened. Finally! GWB is out of office and will only haunt us from our dreams. Obama is president. I just like saying those words. They have a nice ring to them. They make me feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside.

Obama is president. This is a major step forward in our history. Obama becoming president is great and all, but I still have fear. I fear that there is so much hype, and the expectations are so high, that it will almost be impossible for Him to reach what people are hoping for. I fear that if He doesn’t reach these expectations, people will get angry and impatient. I fear people will mistakenly regret voting Him into office. But I also have faith. I have faith that whatever He does; the country will be better off for it. I have faith in Him. I also have faith in this country. My faith lays in this country’s free nature and acceptance. I have faith that if He falls short and doesn’t reach the expectations, the country will still embrace the good he brought. The good not only during his time in office, but in his time getting to office, uniting this often divided country.

Obama is president. So let us forget the horrors of the past 8 years. It will be extremely difficult, but I believe. I believe it is possible to move forward in trying times, move forward with a strong, calm leader out in front. I believe in my leaders ability, I believe in His words. He is going to be like a new father, showing a baby nation how to stand on its own. So believe with me, and help us start the climb back to the top.