Our Story Begins:
A Birthday Breakthrough
For the past three years, on July 1st, I’ve left town. I don’t just leave and come back but have an off the path, away from home adventure.
This year was different not because of the place, the time or the reason. It was different because, well, I’m different.
July 1st is my birthday. I say this not for glorification of my age, which I tend to ignore. The reason I even bring it up is because I, for the two years prior, was alone on my birthday.
There were two reasons I was alone. First, my wife passed away on March 26th of 2011. Second, in order to work during the summer when the kids are out of school, my parents volunteer to watch them. Since their home is four states away, I don’t have the kids around me on that birthday.
This year, though, two things were different. My oldest daughter, Abbi, stayed in town to work before she heads off to college; and I’m just a different person now.
So with no event or agenda in hand, I spent my weekend in San Francisco with my daughter, and, thus, the birthday activities that only the City by the Bay could deliver that led to my breakthrough.