Wednesday, February 25, 2009


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"!


At 10:23 AM, Blogger DenverSop said...

I'm just like you, Meli - I LOVE my birthday, and I especially love being sung to. Aren't too many adults like us out there these days.

My man's birthday is next Friday. The big four-oh. (I'm not sure if that's harder for him or for me to get used to!) I'm trying to talk him into celebrating some way or another. We never celebrate his bday because he never wants to, but I always feel like a heel not doing SOMETHING...!

At 7:57 AM, Blogger Emily said...

I thank God for you every day. Love you!


Post a Comment

<< Home