I have not been able to be happy about this last birthday. It arrived on schedule, jostled me around a bit and left me holding more questions than wisdom.
There is nothing profound I can pull out to say that will make myself feel better. It just is. It is hurtling me down the road of life...ready or not. Is it fair that I have gray hair, surprise aches and a new layer of "fat"? I thought I was immune to the pitfalls of age! Don't you?
My life has taken some unexpected turns and now I know that nothing is certain. So far and overall, I have handled events fairly well. I hope for the best. I wait for a miracle. I wonder.
My life is not simpler, slower or easier. There are still thousands of books I plan to read. My masterpiece art quilt is in the mental design stage. I continue to go down the purple slide while my Granddaughter waits at its end. I guess it can't get better than that. Okay I feel better now. Happy 61st Birthday, Lynette