
I admit that I like my birthday. It's touching to be remembered, and we never grow out of needing that! I truly enjoyed the phone calls, emails, texts, cards,treats dropped off, gifts, and the occasional "I didn't know it was your birthday...Happy Birthday!"
And honestly, isn't '52' just a number? I respectfully know that it represent years of living, and I'm enjoying some of the fruits of my life lived thus far...
After 31 yrs. of marriage, Steve & I enjoy a certain type of peace together. I know that there is no one I'd rather spend the eternites with. I am in awe of my adult children-their goodness and love for each other is inspiring. I'm crazy in love with my grandchildren. The other day someone asked me how many I had (as my constant speaking of them gives the impression that I have many!) In theory, I have trillions-and I adore them all.
It's great that we can just keep on learning, changing, evolving...and hopefully always appreciating this life that God has given each of us.