My patience was tested with many daunting tasks and I probably failed more times than I passed and that's OK in my mind. As long you learn and improve. There's a saying that says "never a failure, always a lesson". Although I do have a proud and stubborn will about myself, I have let go of somber feelings and allowed more meaningful thoughts of love, gratitude, creativity and prosperity in. Embracing life and really living has opened my eyes to wonderful possibilities and made that troublesome self-doubt disappear. Nobody has time for that anymore. The world isn't against you, it's all for you. To be honest I was a tiny bit anxious to celebrate my birthday, but more excited than anything else; anxious because I was getting older and with age comes responsibility and having to make more adult decisions, believe it or not. The excitement came because of the celebration of another year added to my life and because of the significance of the date. I have bragging rights and I am entitled to do so. So, allow me to blow my own horn. 12/12/12 meant 12 days to Christmas and the last recurrent day the world would see (and of course this made me feel uberspecial.) Ultimately the only thing that mattered to me was being surrounded by my wonderful family, none of the material things could ever compare to the love they have shown me. For as long as I can remember, every year on my birthday my parents would gather around my bed and sing me the happy birthday song - and this year was no different. No matter how old I get I don't think I could ever get tired of this very special tradition, it means the world to me and it shows how much they care - and for that I am eternally grateful. Family is love.