Once a year I get to celebrate my birth. I never really know what will happen on this day. I sort of want everything to be great and perfect. I want to be noticed but don't want to be embarrassed. I sometimes think it comes down to a mind set of some sort. If I think I will have a great day I will have a great day type of thing. Some years have been great... others have not. Many of the 'big' birthdays did not bother me and yet... weird ones did. Like I was upset with 29... not 30.
I still can not believe that I am around. I still can not believe that I am doing so well. I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. Or my face to drop... although my facebook pic that I currently have posted makes me look my age. I will need to change that...
So if I am good and god lets me continue, my goal is to live until at least 80. After that, it is up for grabs. I hope Joe will still be with me and will put up with an even more cranky man than he has now. I know we will be laughing it up for the next 30 years or so... thanks Joe for always being there for me. Love you....
Off to work... and another fun filled day....
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment