Birthdays

I had a terrific birthday. And wow, although I'm sure I could think of more things we could have done, it turned out to be full---full of friends, full of family, full of food! I felt loved and cared for and important. I also felt a little selfish....*sigh* but in the end I wasn't birthdayzilla or anything.

As far as age goes, this one was not as easy as others have been. Moving to a new age bracket is a little daunting...but the thing I never really knew is that I'd feel the same....the same as when I was 25. Oh sure, I have a few grey hairs and my knee gets a little funny sometimes, but on the inside I feel the same. I wouldn't want anyone to think I'm 20....or even 29 as I joked with a birthday buddy. I don't mind saying that I'm 35...well, not too much.

So, I'm definitely not done with birthdays. I love them. I am happy to tell people it's my birthday, and even happier when other people mention it. In fact, I didn't even mind that my kids insisted that the Red Robin staff sing to me. Roger said I looked like a 6th grader with my eyes all lit up. It's nice to have a day that you can just say, "God, thanks for me"!