A year ago, I was somewhat dreading turning 58--the age mom was when she died. Today, I am quite happy to turn 59. (OK. Happy might be stretching it.)
I am taking birthday cake to my classes today. They can help me celebrate that 58 is over--and I'm not 60 yet. I'm calling this the 30th anniversary of my 29th birthday. (Let's face it, anyone over 30 is old to them.)
We celebrated with the girls and grands over the weekend.
"I am increasing in value."
"Do not regret growing older; it is a privilege denied to many."
So true. I need to remember this every day in the year ahead.