Knock, Knock, Knocking on 60’s Door
It’s hard to know what to say about my 59th birthday. Does it represent anything?
is there a deep meaning to this birthday?
Well, after pondering the matter(and not too long at that),
I have drawn a few tentative conclusions:
- I can’t stay up late - nor do I want too.
- I think I’m smarter, but sometimes I can’t remember what I’m supposed to know.
- I love it when someone tells me I smell good.
- I have one more year in the fabulous fifties - Oh, Joy - Joy.
- If I believe something, I really, really believe it.
- If I like you, I really, really like you. The opposite might also be true.
- Napping is allowed and I don’t care who knows it - the length of the nap is no one’s business.
- My dream of being a homicide detective has been put on hold.
- Aging is a totally wonderful excuse for ... well, lots of things.
- I feel strongly that singing out loud is a good thing.
- Hormone Replacement Therapy rocks!
- I believe that wearing one’s pajamas all day is acceptable and practical.
- I can make up my mind about ‘anything’ much quicker today than yesterday.
- I’m blessed with a family that I love.
- I’m blessed with friends that I love.
- I have met some of the most amazing people this year - and reconnected with many from years past.
- I have never felt anything negative on any of my birthdays...this one is no different.
- I know that every day is a blessing.
- I will ‘bite’ anyone or anything that hurts my loved ones.
- I know that every day matters.
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