Once again my birthday has rolled around and as it happens every year, I’m now 365 days older than I was this time last year. A lot of people wonder if I’m worried about getting thismuch closer to being forty and honestly, I haven’t given it that much thought.
I actually consider myself lucky to be “getting up there” when it comes to age. Not that my days were numbered, but so often we open the newspaper (for those of us who still read newspapers, that is) or turn on the TV and see stories about young people’s lives tragically being cut short.
I’ve been fortunate enough to have blessed with a good family and good friends. And when it comes to how I spend my birthday, usually it involves nothing more than relaxing at home. I’m done with the big parties and get-togethers, although I do appreciate the good wishes, so thank you for those.