Normally I would sulk around, look for newly-formed laugh lines, and try to just make it through the day without feeling like more of my "best days" have passed me by.
Not this year.
Not even close!
I'm stoked! Like "super happy to be alive" stoked. I woke up today with a renewed sense of gratitude and thankfulness in my heart. I made it another year. And it was full of awesomeness and suckiness and whole lot of in between. But it was my year. And I want another. And another one after that...and lots more after that.
Maybe I'm greedy, but I want as much life as I can get.
When I went into the Princess's room this morning to wake her up for school, she said "happy birthday mama!" before her eyes were even open. When she was slightly more awake, she squeeked out "Happy Birthday" in her sweetest, raspy, sleeping little girl voice and it absolutely confirmed to me that beyond any doubt I am lucky to be seeing another birthday.
So today I will not complain about getting older or worry about wrinkles or question where I am at this point in my life. Nope. Today I am going to smile, say thank you, and be glad to have this day.
And because it wouldn't be a RG post without some ridiculous song choice to ruin the sappy sentimentality of the gooey words above, I'm going to be pimpin' today out with a little 50 Cent....because he sings "Go Shawty, it's your birfday" while hanging upside down and flexing his abs. This is the gift I give myself today.
Ok and I have to throw this in because one my friends just sent it to me and it has kittens playing guitars, kangaroos, nuns, and a dancing baby.... too funny not to share!