Birthday's are special. If you are young or old. Living another year is a blessing.
I remember when 38 seemed oh so old. Ha. Yeah, not so much anymore. I love numbers. I love to compare time and where I am in comparison to friends, family, ect. For example. When my mother was 38, I had graduated high school. When she was 40, she became a grandmother for the first time. A good friend of mine is one year older than me. Yep, 39. She, too became a grandmother last year. I just finished potty training one of my children last year. Differences that make us all the same really. So, we celebrate whether young or old. With children or grandchildren.
my sweet mother in law and I pretty much share a birthday
Yesterday was a perfect day for me. I spent it with my girls. We had so much fun. Just the three of us. The evening brought a dinner date with Andy at our most favorite restaurant with my favorite glass of wine and our undivided attention to one another. I love that man so much. I am so glad to be 38. So glad to be in this place in my life. With comfort, love and all the security I could hope for.
a little something for myself for my special day
Tonight the Palooza continues as Nana, the girls and myself celebrate Chuck E Cheese style. I.cannot.wait!
Thank you friends and family for all of the phone calls and messages. I cherish everyone of them.
I say bring on another year. I want to do new things in the year to come. Make new relationships and deepen the ones I have. More freckles(age spots really) and wrinkles. Perfection at it's best. I am so very thankful to be here and for each and every one of my imperfections.

Happy Hump Day!