Birthdays... At least we don't count them in dog years.

 

Today is my birthday....if you know me you know that just saying those words are so out of character.  For as long as I can remember I have not wanted a big deal made of my birthday, I always want the event to be ignored and November 16th to begin.  As I lay awake last night dreading the clock turning 12:00am because this would mean another year of my life has passed and I would have to add a "+1" to my already large age number, I thought..."not this year!"

I started thinking of all the life experiences and accomplishments of all the years that have passed and thought it is really not right to push those moments, or the ones to come for that matter, aside with my head hung low.  This year is different I am going to embrace the life past, present and future with my head held high.  Yeah, sure that head has gray hair and a face with cracks and creases that use to only be seen when I was super close to the bathroom mirror but now can be seen from across the room, but that head is also filled with so many memories and life experiences from the past forty-t(cough, cough) years that I would not trade for anything.

At the very least I will take joy in the fact that I am not a dog, because if I was my age today would be ....181. Wow, there would be no way to make that number sound good.  :0)

Here's to embracing our age and all the stuff (good and not so good) that comes with it!

Shawna