In our family we have 3 birthday months. Brittany & my Mom have January covered; Tara and Andee have March; and Andy & I have November. In fact, Andy & I were born almost exactly 10 years apart - him on the 12th and me on the 15th.
So, here we are in the throws of our birthday week. I remember how much I used to relish in my birthday. The combined birthday/Christmas wish list would start in August with continual updates and added details right up until the last minute. As I started dating guys who needed more and more assistance with the desires of a female, the wish list even began to include exact sizes, colors, pictures, and in some cases, website URLs or catalog numbers. At least I was guaranteed to like what I got!
However, I have found the last few years that it is harder and harder to put together my wish list. There is less and less that I want. Either that or perhaps it is more expensive - a new digital camera, a vacation, a new home, the world is my limit. :) But, unfortunately, I think that there is just less I want because sadly, I am getting older.
So as we commiserate on our birthdays, I was going to include some quote about age and what a pain in the butt it is, but then I found this one. I suppose it's God's little way of reminding us to be thankful for what we have....
"Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many." ~Author Unknown
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