Birthdays tend to be a day of reflection on one’s life and the journeys travelled. This past year has been one hell of a road travelled, and a little under a year ago I think so many of us wondered whether we’d even be able to sit around now, reminiscing over a great tour, another great Depeche Mode era and the obstacles overcome. Despite the uncertainty, the frustration, the ongoing damage, the unfounded rumors and lack of faith from some corners of the universe, you refused to give up or give in.
It seems the older we get, the more concerned people are with the ever-increasing number, but a number that is just that – an arbitrarily assigned counter. People aren’t remembered for how long they lived, but for what they did with the time they were given. The spirit never ages and music never dies. 47 was a difficult year for you, and every fiber in my spirit hopes 48 and beyond will treat you (and yours) much better.
This post is going up late in the day, but I hope you had a fantastic birthday!