In two days I will be 61 years old and still feel like I have made no progress in my life. And at this age, I am beyond worrying about it.
I understand. I appreciate. I love. I give. I give again. I give more. Maybe I give too much. I am tired everyday. Somedays I give up but I never give in.
This is the song of my life.
So, no offense but I am going to celebrate my day regardless of whether or not anyone else can find the time to because I am glad I am alive to smell the rain, walk the dog, babysit the grandchildren, paint the house (inside and out), clean the toilets, wash the floors, play my ukulele, laugh, cry or do whatever I can to make the sun shine on my insides.
Regardless of my weight, I AM going to buy my own birthday cake and have a piece of joy and find the sweetness in my day.
If you are anything like me, and find yourself wondering - just know that you are worth more than you ever dreamed of and that happiness is on the inside, disappointment is a part of life and that the choice in how you handle it is all up to you.
So, excuse me, but I need to go and put my party panties on and blow my out my candles. Time to celebrate!
Happy Birthday to me!
Laura Anne and Bella Boo
