A Failure’s Birthday
Today, I have made it 38 years; it is also the day I give birth to a future that I have total control over. The only thing that is certain is my past; my future waits to be written. Circumstances are tests of character, experiments of perseverance- in the last 38 years I have failed many of them miserably, but I never lost. Loser’s quit-they give up and begin blaming everything and everyone for why they are the way they are. Failure’s find out what didn’t work and realize they are that much closer to a breakthrough; thank God I am a failure. I have survived 38 years; I will begin living the rest of the ones I am blessed to be able to attend. Today marks my day of birth, but more importantly, today marks the beginning of something big; I am still here and my job is not yet finished. Hell, everyday I resolve to have a birthday, what’s fun about a past day?