Yesterday, I hit the big 3-9. It's funny how many people either offered their condolences or shared their age-fudging secrets. I don't have any hangups about growing older; never have. To me, each year adds a little more seasoning to the core of my being (in ways "good" and "less good," I'm sure) and helps me feel more rooted in both myself and the world around me.
I spurned the big-deal celebrations this year, because I had pretty much everything I needed: loving friends and family, a home away from the rabid pace of big-city life, and an adoring/adorable dog. The career's coming along as well: my freelance career is coming along (...slowly), and I'm set to teach English composition (at Armstrong Atlantic State University) next semester.
My "wild time" involved taking Lizzy to the dog park, hanging out at home in my favorite chair with the she-beast in curled in my lap, and letting the day drift by. Easily the best birthday I'd had in years (since the accident).
Featured Song: "Waltz (Better Than Fine)," Fiona Apple (from Extraordinary Machine)
3 comments:
Happy Birthday, Dear Friend. Sounds like you had a nice day. So happy to have you in my life. :)
Happy Birthday! I am happy to hear things are moving forward and you are well. Love from both of us.
@ Trina: Thanks, Dear; know that I feel the same way.
@ Woods: Muchos gracias, Amiga--for the wishes and the love.
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