I thought turning 59 would be scary and make me really sad. Shockingly it wasn't and it didn't. Next year is the big 60 and I find myself between being excited that I am still here because my mom didn't make 34 year and I have always thought I would die young, and feeling sad about leaving my kids one day. But are we ever really ready to go? Don't most of us wish we had another 59, 60, 70, 80, 90 years?
For my birthday I bought myself a shirt that read Last Year In My 50s to wear on my Birthday. I wanted to feel special for the day because well in case no one else was going to tell me damn it, I am special. We all are.
My Birthday was nice! The gifts were all so thoughtful. My daughter got me a crucifix for my car, a pill box for all my vitamins and a phone charger for my car, my son got me a pillow for "hot" sleepers. Anyone else always too hot to sleep? My husband got me two different journals, and "beachy" stickers and scrapbook paper because we were heading down to Wildwood, New Jersey.
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she made the box and the card too! SOOO Thoughtful |
Then the day before my birthday I got a surprise gift from a dear friend. She knocked it out of the park with this gift. Socks that say Fuck Off, I'm Reading, coasters that look like old library due date envelopes, and a tote bag which I have been using every day.
We also headed to Wildwood for a few days after telling my husband I longed to smell the salt air and the ocean.
After working through most of the summer it is nice to have three days off before meetings and back to work. I am blessed and so grateful for my life. I thank God every day for everything I have and if I am having a bad day I know that it will be better and can easily get through any moments that leave me feeling sad, lonely or empty because I know that God is always with me and I am truly never alone on this path we call life.
God is Good, All The Time, All The Time, God Is Good
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