Happy Birthday to Me
Today is my birthday, and I don’t usually…
Thank you. Thanks so much.
That’s very kind, thank you…
It’s no big deal – it’s just a birthday. Everybody has one!
Really, there’s no need for applause!
So what I was saying is that I usually don’t remember my birthday, much less do anything special for it. I’ll think about it in July or August, but as the time draws near, I always forget again. I think that’s because
I want to deny it’s happening because that means I’m getting older and that means there’s less time left to do great things and that means I’m, like, so failing at this life thing and, O.M.G., I’m getting OLD, and “What is THAT? THAT!”, is that a new wrinkle, because I think that’s a new wrinkle, oh my, I’ve got one foot in the grave already, “What a world! What a world!”, and that’s an appropriate quote ’cause I am totally starting to look like the witch in The Wizard of Oz, but not the good witch I am humble.
I’m sorry, where was I?
Oh yes… So, I went to dinner a few nights ago with my friends Terri and John, a truly lovely couple, and they surprised me with a birthday card (and dinner, aren’t they sweet?!). I was confused at first, but then I thought, “Oh
no yeah, it’s my birthday this week.” Here is the card:
You know, because I love sharks.
There’s a note on the inside that says they only picked this card because they couldn’t find a zombie card.
You know, because I love zombies.
But that’s what friends are for, right? They are here to tease us about our quirks and all of the foolish things we do. They are here to help us celebrate the fact that, though we may not be teenagers anymore (and really, thank God for that!), it’s still pretty awesome not being dead yet.
Friendship and family are such a blessing, and I’m so blessed to have spent this last year with you. I’m looking forward to what the next year brings, with my old friends and new.
Thank you so much, my blog friends and family! Thank you for sticking with me as I navigate my way through the changing landscape that is my life. You have supported me and sometimes coddled me, you’ve offered encouragement and guidance, laughter and insight. You continue to shore me up.
I may not cherish getting older, but I cherish all of what it brings me.
Well, maybe not those wrinkles.