It’s my birthday too yeah! (Sung to the Beatles Classic of course.)
34 years old. Funny how your perception of “old” changes relative to your own age. Growing up, I envisioned myself being married in my early 20s, done with pregnancy by late 20s, and one of those cool younger parents. Well it wasn’t to be so and I am glad. Hell, I didn’t even meet Randy until I was 27. What would life be like if I had held fast to my naive timetable? Let’s just say I am SO glad I was/am not that rigid!
So – for those of you out there looking forward to your Friday happy hour – please have an extra drink for me and make a toast to being happy to be where you are right now. Even if your current arrangements don’t coincide with the grand plan you had for yourself at the all-knowing age of 12!
