Birthday Musings

I had a big birthday on Saturday. I am 70 years old! How did that happen? I was feeling sort of down about it all, then I read that in French you say J’ai your age or I have my age.

I like that – age is not something you are, it’s something you hold. Something your carry with you like a bag or a book packed with memories and special moments.

We are not defined by, or trapped by an age, we have our age. We own it and have a choice how to live it.

I choose to live mine surrounded by loved ones and simple pleasures — such as my annual flower spending spree at the Flower Mart sponsored by my cute Husband

I am also loved by friends who helped me celebrate with lunch and a walk on Valley of the Moon trail in the Sonoma Valley Regional Park. I was able to do three miles with my new knee that day!

Then another celebration at our dear friends’ house, where we ate outside on a beautiful sunny day, ate home made crepes with all the toppings, heard stories from our favorite 9-year old, lots of laughing, and taa-daa — an ice cream cake.

Some new happy memories in to hold and have with becoming 70.