It was only a song…
I was in high school when I heard these words that have since become iconic. 64? Impossible. Not worth contemplating.
The years speed by, the years add up. And suddenly, 64, turns out, is a fine place to be.
Wow! Happy Birthday to Me!
My birthday is always a day of gratitude and compassion. Here’s to my Family and Friends, both here and departed. To pleasure. Compassion. Intelligence. Goodness. Sharing. Peace. Love. Calm. Excitement. Art. Music. Museums. Ballet. Opera. Theatre. Concerts. Travel. Travel. Travel. To nature, history, vacations, university, hometown, adopted town. Places of the heart, in the heart, from Big Sky to Paris.
To my morning cup of hot tea on the verandah to my sundown cocktail and evening swim.
Here’s to all the miles I’ve traveled and the people I’ve met.
Here’s to all the books I’ve read and tennis matches I’ve played and watched. To yoga and bicycles. Here’s to all the animals who have graced my life.
Here’s to all the fine wine, beer, whisky, margaritas, bloody marys, negronis I’ve enjoyed. All the marvelous things I’ve cooked, and all the amazing restaurants and cafes that delight.
You, this, are all a part of me.
I celebrate me, I celebrate you.
P.S. This is last year’s post on my birthday.
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