Red, yellow, and blue balloons squeak as they press together; expanding in the sun, moving in the wind. POP! I jump from the explosive sound and giggle, cake-fueled and delirious with the idea of opening presents.
This is what my birthday used to look like.
This week, as I turn 27, while still full of giggles, I want no balloons. Instead of cake, I am enjoying frozen berry sorbet, and gifts are not the focus of the day. I find myself instead contemplating my past, present, future, and the concept of education.
Many of us leave our student “hats” on the graduation stage and hope for a life with as little homework as possible. My higher education taught me a different lesson. It taught me to take charge of my learning and, with guidance, structure my own course work. I left school with a renewed passion for learning and instead of setting down my student “hat,” I took this principle of self-education into the world with me. My birthday marks registration day.