I have a birthday this week. For me, my age is of little significance, I’m far more interested in the actual day.
Birthdays are important. When you celebrate with your friends and family, it is a non-verbal way to say “We are so happy you were born and that we got to know you!”
I must admit, I’m a little bummed about not being able to celebrate with my mother on that evening. She’s working and we’re going out of town for the weekend. That celebration will be delayed until Sunday night, but I’ll enjoy it when it happens.
I’ve also reached the age where it’s hard to buy me gifts. However, I’m getting some pretty great ones this year. Yes, I already know what they are and I love them all.
I will have some great memories and probably some terrible pictures that I hope never see the light of day when this one ends.
So, stay 29 forever and rock those birthdays!
PS: My birthday is tomorrow and I will be 35. I haven’t achieved all my goals yet, but I’m a little bit closer to them this year than I was last year. I’m happy, healthy enough, and moving forward.