I had a great birthday – lots of surprises and lots of fun.
Many birthday phone calls and emails…some thoughtful and creative gifts…kind and loving words…a long walk and talk with a good friend…wonderful neighbours who made an awesome lasagna dinner for me and surprised me with a chocolate cake and candles that just couldn’t be blown out..and the night ended with a kazoo-accompanied birthday song duet – I felt special.
It’s good to be remembered and celebrated, isn’t it?
Fifty six years of life and time is passing quicker than ever.
My birthdays encourage me to take inventory of my life. Where are my choices taking me in the finite number of days ordained to me? Am I loving people well? Do I care about what is really important? Am I growing in wisdom? Does my life glorify God or myself? Am I laughing enough? Do I “walk my talk?” Am I a peacemaker? Do I choose to forgive? Am I willing to change? What am I learning these days?
Every day IS a gift. I have less days ahead than behind me. I want to make them count.
At middle age the soul should be opening up like a rose, not closing up like a cabbage. John Andrew Holmes