Another Trip Around The Sun

Today I am 44 years old. I am one of the lucky ones that does not mind getting older. I do not regret or mourn the spent years because each year I improve, evolve and learn. I take ownership of the choices that I have made and won't have my life any other way.

The day started off by opening cards from Rick, Katie, Eric and Lupe. Then Katie helped me open my present, which was a beautiful cream colored electric blanket. It is soft and fuzzy and has dual controls, which is a marriage saver. I dislike being cold while I sleep. If I crank up the temperature on the furnace, I wake up with a headache from the over abundance of dry air. An electric blanket will solve that conundrum.

I had a MOPS steering team/table leader meeting. Rick drove me into Abilene and he and Katie ran errands during my meeting. At the meeting, the MOPS ladies sang "Happy Birthday" to me. I also received e-cards and regular cards from various MOPS members. MOPS has been good to me and for me.

My sister Maryel pointed out a fact to me the other day. I am now the same age as my brother was when he died. My birthday inspired reflection on life has caused me to know that 44 is too young to die.

Another day of celebrating my entrance into this world is slowly winding down. The cards are proudly displayed on the fireplace mantel; the wrapping paper is in the trash; the blanket is on the bed; the candles on the yummy chocolate cake are blown out; and the cake itself is minus a few pieces. My actual birth time is still twenty minutes away and forty-four years ago I was getting to ready to take my first breath. I slowly inhale and exhale as I try recreate that precious first rush of air. It's good to be alive. Dear God, I don't mean to be greedy, but please grant me another forty-four.