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	<title>Red Dragon Sanctuary &#187; Birthday</title>
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		<title>The end of the day!</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2009 06:09:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[ Image by oldreddragon via Flickr <p>So we are now 45 minutes into the day after my birthday. It was a good day. I enjoyed the company of my wife Red. We did nothing of any interest. Just spent down time with each other. Then I sent her off to bed because she has to [...]]]></description>
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<p>So we are now 45 minutes into the day after my birthday. It was a good day. I enjoyed the company of my wife Red. We did nothing of any interest. Just spent down time with each other. Then I sent her off to bed because she has to work tonight.</p>
<p>I have never given much thought to birthdays. They haven&#8221;t really meant anything since I was a kid. Just another day in the life so to speak.</p>
<p>But for some reason this one was just a little extra special. Perhaps it was me having that whole looking at my own mortality thing a while back. Or perhaps it was that it also marks 10 years with the love of my life.</p>
<p>If you want to know more about her just ask her or refer to the many posts I have made about her and I over the years.</p>
<p>Then again just click this link and read her blog yourself, <a title="A Red Headed Stepchild" href="http://mimredbeard.com" target="_blank">A Red Headed Stepchild</a> . Red I Love you now and forever.</p>
<p>To the rest of my Phamily and Family, Thank you for the well wishes. For those of you who forgot. Shame on you. But hey I forget too so what the hell. No harm meant no harm done.</p>
<p>Live your life as you choose and dont let anyone else tell you your wrong. You only get 1 chance at this folks. One chance and then your ticket is punched and you move on to the next booth in the freakshow that is life, the universe and everything.</p>
<p>&#8220;<em><strong>42 </strong></em>&#8220;  Remember people, that is the answer after all.</p>
<p>Dragon</p>
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		<title>Another year older, Another year wiser?</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[ Image by oldreddragon via Flickr <p>And so it goes.</p> <p>As of this minute (12:01 PM Central Standard Time) the Dragon turns another year older.</p> <p>It has not been an easy year for me this year. I have had a butt load of medical problems. Money has been so bloody tight.</p> <p>The economy sucks and [...]]]></description>
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<p>And so it goes.</p>
<p>As of this minute (12:01 PM Central Standard Time) the Dragon turns another year older.</p>
<p>It has not been an easy year for me this year. I have had a butt load of medical problems. Money has been so bloody tight.</p>
<p>The economy sucks and what you do make does not even begin to cover your day to day needs. In order to do that you either have to go deep into debt or live so minimalist that you never get to enjoy the basic things in life that make it all worth living.</p>
<p>Is it any wonder why I just don&#8221;&#8221;&#8221;&#8221;t feel like celebrating?</p>
<p>I know that is not fair to Red. She has bent over backwards to make sure I am OK. But she has also carried a full load at school and a part time job as well as another part time job as a Tutor at the school writing center.</p>
<p>She in all her love just wants me to have a nice day for my birthday.  That is all well and good.</p>
<p>But it is so hard to tell her that it is all the things that she says and does on a daily basis.</p>
<p>Those are the things that I celebrate.</p>
<p>Those are the things that I live for and crave on a daily basis.</p>
<p>Those are the things that drive me to live each day more or less in the moment.</p>
<p>&#8220;<em>The Past are my memories, The Present is my Life, The Future is for Dreams</em>&#8220;.</p>
<p>Red is the other part of me that I have always lacked and never knew how to fill, or even that I was missing part of me, until I met her. From that moment on I just knew. She is like the perfect mortar to my wall. It can be as weak or as strong as I want it to be.</p>
<p>But she is the binding agent that flows among every particle of my being, Rigid, Fluid or Flexible keeping the whole being that is Dragon together and able to weather any storm.</p>
<p>So you see my love. The celibration of the day of my birth is so trivial against the Celibration that is my Life with You!.</p>
<p>Thank you for every second of every day of every week of every month of every year that is the rest of my Life.</p>
<p>I look forward to so many more. All to be with you&#8230;</p>
<p>Peace Out,</p>
<p>Dragon</p>
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