Another Year Older

Happy birthday to me! I can't even conceive of 58 candles on a cake.

There are many days when I feel my age and then some. But most of the time I am simply happy to be alive and well. Getting older has this funny way of making you appreciate your existence.

I was greeted at the crack of dawn by a thoughtful card and the only present I had requested: a new CD to play while I exercise. I had played my Leonard Cohen CD until it was literally worn out. My husband is a genius at making great mixes.

I grabbed the CD (which turned out to actually be 2 CDs) as I headed out the door to my – groan – 7:00 AM PT appointment with Quentin, who is always game to try new music. He jokingly said he would have to prescribe some new home exercises, now that I had 2 hours worth of music with a beat. It was so much fun to hear the beginning of each song and then figure out why my husband had chosen it. It was sort of like getting a birthday present in small bites. The music was interesting enough to distract me as my ankle and my hamstrings competed for my attention.

I'm looking forward to spending lots of time with people I love this weekend. That's about the best birthday present anyone could receive!

I'm also wishing an especially happy birthday to FL, my childhood friend, who was born the same day I was. She is just as much a Capricorn as I am. We are soulmates!