A very good friend gave me a funny book of quotes about growing older called Old Age Ain't no Place for Sissies. Just this morning, on my 49th birthday, I read this quote: The great comfort of turning 49 is the realization that you are now too old to die young. - Paul Dickson
As someone who was never sure which was scarier, growing old or dieing young, it's sort of a comfort to know that the "dieing young" ship has actually sailed.
Being middle aged is no place for sissies either, I can assure you. Being a middle aged woman is no picnic. Last summer I was walking down the street with my beautiful niece Lizzie. I was invisible. Every man looked right past me to smile at her. At one point, I actually yelled, Hey... I'm still here!! My poor niece, used to me making a spectacle of myself, just laughed!
Well, guess what?
I'm Still Here!! 49!! Wow!
Not to blow my own horn, but....
Happy Birthday to me!!
I've always loved my birthday and today is no exception.
Ok I won't say anything nasty...just Happy Birthday again!