MY Thirty somethings: Episode 1

Three things have happened recently that are making me reflect on my thirties and what I have done with my life to date.

1) Last week I was studying up on the life of Drew Brees. Drew is a good guy. He was an all American, HS State winning champion. He set records in college. His NFL career is record breaking. He has a Super Bowl ring, a wife, two kids and represents a heart of a city who needed him. Drew is going to be 33 on 1/15/12. That is just two and a 1/2 months younger than me.
Drew at 33 is awesome and what am I at 33 ... single, working in a job not a career or a passion and I do not have too much that makes me memorable.

2) There was a fire in a North side high rise last night and I am pretty sure it was my old building. The building I lived in for my first year in Chicago. There was a fire incident when I was there and I was anxious to get out of the building and am now Thankful I survived the year. But last night a 32 yr old woman who moved here last March died in the fire, in the elevator. She had moved here (per the article) in what looks like similar circumstances to why I moved here, just five years later to the month in the same building. I moved two blocks away from there.
When someone your age dies it is always eye opening but when someone your age in a similar circumstance, it is heartening and humbling as you Thank God for this day. Thank God I am not in a high rise anymore.

3) On 60 Minutes tonight, they did a story about 5 pairs of brothers serving in Afghanistan. All Marines, from the same Texas Unit. The oldest was 33. That 33 year old who is serving our country and doing something so noble, I respect him. How many people respect me?

It is a daily thing for me to feel sorry for myself. Just look at my Facebook feed.
It is filled with people my age, that I know, who are married with kids accomplishing things.
You don't have to be married to be happy yet so many of them could care less what I do.
All I have to post are football rants and witty observations about my life.

This sounds like a pity party for myself and to some extent it is but I did realize one thing.

The highlight of my week this week will NOT be that little football game tomorrow night.
The highlight of my week will be the three and half hours I was at my church parish this morning. I babysit toddlers during the 930am Mass so their parents can go to Mass in peace. That hour of service is refreshing and puts a smile on my face. I like doing it. Then I go to Mass and today afterwards they did a 10 minute organ program after the recessional. That was nice to sit in Church and just listen for a little while.
Some people may think that is sad that Church is the highlight of my week but I do not think it is. Church is the one thing in my life I like right now and I am glad to have it.
For without Faith I'd be lost and I know having Faith in God everything will be okay in the end.
Things will get better.