Well, really yesterday. Internet problems kept me from posting in a timely manner, but October 20 was my birthday.
Celebrations were subdued, but lasted two days. When your birthday falls in the middle of a work week, there are calls, cards, and voice mail messages from kids and grands and lots of FaceBook greetings from ‘friends’ far and wide. Staff members at work brought cake today, since they were at an out-of-town meeting yesterday. I got the song twice.
Some observations about my life so far:
It doesn’t bother me for people to know my age as long as they don’t categorize me because of it.
I’m not planning to grow old gracefully. When the time comes, my children will have to knock me in the head and pry my car keys out of my fist.
Since becoming a senior citizen I have: retired and gone back to work, relocated to another state, bought a house, become a Certified Lay Speaker in the United Methodist Church, adopted a son, had two books published, appeared in 12 plays at Center on the Square.
I had two long marriages. One ended by divorce and one by death. Neither ending was less painful than the other.
Two things I wish I had done (and now it’s too late): Become a social worker, learn to play the piano well.
If I had my life to live over, I definitely would.