This year, especially
09/25/2007 04:00 p.m.


For some reason, I did NOT want to have a birthday this year. I've never dreaded one quite as much, as a matter of fact. Mostly I think it's having to say, "I'm 45." Has a ring to it that has the annoying quality of a crow outside your bedroom window when you don't want to wake up yet. It's having to move from saying to myself, "I'm in my early 40's" to having to say, "I'm in my mid-40's" - all of it driving me at dizzying speeds ever closer to "5-0". Yikes!!!!

And then my son, Steven, goes and writes that poem yesterday Mother, You're an Angel and everything shifts and turning 45 becomes a blessing. WOW.

Not to mention that Jeremiah bought me the most wonderful book about Aryuvedic medicine (hope it gets here today, he's so worried about it not showing up in time...hehe). AND he did the dishes last night. AND he loves me, which is the best gift EVERY day.
AND my sister sent me the BIGGEST birthday wish on my myspace page!!!! (She and I were surely twins in another life...)

AND I've gotten some of the sweetest birthday wishes from a couple of my dear friends here.

And that's just the beginning of this day I was dreading. Dread was a most misplaced projection for sure!

More as it unfolds today. *giggling* I feel like a little girl on a treasure hunt.



I am currently Happy
I am listening to my 45 year old heart