Happy Birthday, to me, Happy Birthday, to ME!
Today is my birthday. I am 49 years old. I can't remember the last time I proclaimed proudly to the world that it was my birthday - I think probably when I turned 18. My 30th and 40th went virtually unnoticed, and I am already planning for my 50th - what a celebration that will be!
But this year I just decided to toot my own horn and announce to the world that it's my day, and to revel in the birthday wishes.
And boy is it working! I am having
THE
BEST
DAY.
I have so much in my life that brings me joy. And gosh darn it, if I don't celebrate it, it might not get celebrated! I have worked very hard to get to the place in life where I am today, I have learned something important in every one of my forty-nine years. I have earned the gray hair I cover on my head and pluck out of my eyebrows (just did that this morning.) I have wrinkles and age spots and they are signs of victory that I am still here and I am thriving.
So Happy Birthday to ME!
