I turned 39 yesterday. Simple as that, I'm not concerned about being that particular age, the "9's" don't bother me, nor do the 'new decade years' such as 30, 40 etc...I admit, I might feel differently about this if I wasn't happy with all that I have in my life. The word 'happy' is somewhat inadequate, only half expressing the emotion; I am very thankful for all that I have and have accomplished.
Today, January 29 is my dad's birthday...64 if I remember correctly. Funny story - he always thought that January 28 was his birthday. So when I came along, he told everyone that I was his birthday gift, that is until he needed a copy of his birth certificate. His poor mom, mother of 13 kids, couldn't actually remember his birthday! To do this day though, he still gets the dates mixed up...and now we're going to add a 3rd birthday to the late January / early February mix! Suffice to say that Grandpa is going to be one confused guy!
I'm not sure how I feel about all these birthdays being bunched up together. I like the idea of never forgetting the dates, because they are so close together but also like having them spread throughout the year - it's more fun that way...lots of celebrations, rather than one long one.
Oh well, there are more important things to worry about...I'll get to that tomorrow.
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