Today is my half birthday.
The halfway point between two orbital cycles. The marker of six months of growth. The peak before the roller coaster into another year begins.
That deserves some celebration. Or at least recognition!
Today, I took at least a moment to think of how different my life was six months ago. I was new at my job, adjusting to different hours, training in the NICU, and daily squealing over this new fangled thing called PDO!
Today, I still have oodles to learn, but I’m in a rhythm, a flow, I can train others, and I have some stockpiled vaca time!
Halves get ignored in favor of wholes. Integers rule in our minds, but sometimes a year is a long time and it is helpful to break down time into smaller segments to see growth and to set goals.
Today is my half birthday. What a difference six months can make.
I leave you with a toast from Bilbo Baggins, spoken on his eleventy-first birthday:
“I don’t know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.”
Here’s to halves!