First Ski Jump

Ok, this is awesome!  For those of you who can’t think you can do something (or are afraid to do it)… just follow her lead.  If a 6-12 year old can do this, you can do whatever you set your mind to.

 

 

For My 30th Birthday, I Am Me

December 23 – New Name

Let’s meet again, for the first time. If you could introduce yourself to strangers by another name for just one day, what would it be and why?

(Author: Becca Wilcott)

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Yep... I've made it to adulthood (at least in my mind)!

I have a lot of trouble with this one, because I really wouldn’t want another name.  My name is me, through good and bad.  Having another name would almost turn me into a new person.

Let me give you a scenario.  You are out at some event.  Maybe it’s a holiday party (as this IS the time of year).  You walk through the doors and you see someone who you haven’t seen in a while, but know them through acquaintances.  Since you recognize them, you tap them on the shoulder to say hello.

“Hey John.  Long time no see!  How have you been?” you start.

“Hey…. uh…  I’ve been good.”

That person may be able to tell you stories upon stories of what happened between you two or maybe that person may know a lot about you.  The fact remains though that they forgot your name.  It happens, especially with everything else that is floating around up in our heads.  But doesn’t that make you feel at least a little bad?

Think about your name for a second.  I think the majority of you like your name.  So when someone, especially someone who you know (and know the name of), can’t remember one of the things that is most important to you, doesn’t that bother you?  At least a little bit?

Around Thanksgiving, I finished reading “How to Win Friends & Influence People” by Dale Carnegie.  In this book, there are a lot of tips on how to interact with people.  One of these tips is as follows:

Remember that a person’s name is, to him or her, the sweetest and most important sound in any language.

I truly believe that.  Once someone grows into their name, it’s one of the best sounds they can hear.

I’d love to delve more deeply into both this prompt and what my name means to me, but I have a lot on my plate today.  I am celebrating my 30th birthday today, so I do hope that I hear my name a whole lot today.  (Un)surprisingly, I feel no different.  I guess that’s why I am not exploring this prompt as deeply as I could to become someone totally new (though, listening to the author of this prompt talk about it was fascinating and I would totally have dove into this had today not been December 23).  On any other day of the year, I might be down for it.  But today…  Today is MY day.  Today, I am proud of  my name.

Today, I am me.

December 23 – New Name

Let’s meet again, for the first time. If you could introduce yourself to strangers by another name for just one day, what would it be and why?

(Author: Becca Wilcott) http://www.amazon.com/Truly-Madly-Deadly-Unofficial-Companion/dp/15502 29338/ref=ntt_at_ep_dpi_1

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I have a lot of trouble with this one, because I really wouldn’t want another name.  My name is me, through good and bad.  It would almost make myself into a new person.

Let me give you a scenario.  You are out at some event.  Maybe it’s a holiday party (as this IS the time of year).  You walk through the doors and you see someone who you haven’t seen in a while, but know them through acquaintances.  Since you recognize them, you tap them on the shoulder to say hello.

“Hey John.  Long time no see!  How have you been?” you start.

“Hey…. uh…  I’ve been good.”

That person may be able to tell you stories upon stories of what happened between you two or maybe that person may know a lot about you.  The fact remains though that they forgot your name.  It happens, especially with everything else that is floating around up in our heads.  But doesn’t that make you feel at least a little bad?

Think about your name for a second.  I think the majority of you like your name.  So when someone, especially someone who you know (and know the name of), can’t remember one of the things that is most important to you, doesn’t that bother you?  At least a little bit?

Around Thanksgiving, I finished reading “How to Win Friends & Influence People” (http://www.amazon.com/How-Win-Friends-Influence-People/dp/0671723650) by Dale Carnegie.  In this book, there are a lot of tips on how to interact with people.  One of these tips is as follows:

Remember that a person’s name is, to him or her, the sweetest and most important sound in any language.

I truly believe that.  Once someone grows into their name, it’s one of the best sounds they can hear.

On a side note… I hope to hear my name a lot today as I have turned 30 today.  (Un)surprisingly, I feel no different.  I guess that’s why I am not exploring this prompt as deeply as I could to become someone totally new (though, listening to the author of this prompt talk about it (http://bookmadam.posterous.com/video-december-23new-name-beccawilcott -meet-y) was fascinating and I would totally have dove into this had it not been December 23).  On any other day of the year, I might be down for it.  But today…  Today is MY day.  Today, I am proud of who I am.

How Old are You?

As I approach another birthday, I find that I don’t feel all that old.  29 isn’t that old, but it depends on your point of view.

I remember when I was in high school thinking that college kids were so old.

I remember when I was in college thinking that those that had already graduated were really old.

When I was an undergrad, I remember thinking that when I hit 30, I’ll be an “adult”.

You know what?  I became an adult somewhere during my college years.  It just sort of happened without any pomp and circumstance.  There wasn’t a party saying, “Hey Brian, you’ve made it to adulthood!”

Technically, when you turn 18, you are an adult in this country.  When I turned 18, I didn’t think so.  I still felt very much under the umbrella of my parents.  Legally, I was not allowed to drink.  I was still seven years from being able to rent a car.  All of these things I associated with adulthood.

But now I will be 29.  I live alone.  I rarely get carded anymore.  I’ve rented one car, and it was actually before I turned 25.  There are no big milestones left until I hit 65 and can collect Social Security (if it is even around at that point).  Sure, there are the 30, 40, 50, and 60 milestones.  Being that age doesn’t allow me to do anything different.  It is just a number.

I am still a ways away from the big three-oh, but I don’t feel that old.  When does the “old” feeling hit?  Will it just suddenly hit me one day?

I firmly believe that you are as old as you think you are.  It is not something you can measure in years.  It is a frame of mind.

How “old” are you?