It’s my 45th birthday today.
4-5.
Take that in. That’s half a lifetime.
Officially middle-aged.
Possibly too old for a short skirt.
Hopefully not too old for cake.
Definitely too old for … nothing.
I could still go out to a club.
I could still join the Peace Corp.
I could still write a book.
Only one of those things do I really want to do.
You can guess which one.
I didn’t blow out any candles today.
But a lot of kind people blew good wishes my way.
Friends, family, coworkers.
Connecting with them is the best part of having a birthday.
I’m so grateful for another birthday to celebrate. And a birthday with my honey in the desert.
Long live birthdays.
