So next week I'm 50..... its a very curious 'big' birthday, and I'm finding it interesting, both my own reaction, and that of others. I have the advantage that I'm not the oldest amongst my group of friends, rather somewhere in the middle, which means, obviously, I'm not the first to have done this.
But even so the range of comments are interesting. Some people are surprised that I'm so open about it, some tease me about getting old (no James, I'm not going to primetime). Some nice comments assuming I'm talking about my 40th (mostly genuine rather than kind!). Some hinting at what I think is a general nervousness of true old age...
So how do I feel? I'm really not bothered. I like birthdays, I like being spoilt and pampered, I like parties (of the low key, everyone having a good time together, not too much centre of attention please kind).
I am happy with my life, I feel like I'm where God wants me to be, and I have lots to look forward too (weddings, grandchildren, time with Paul.....) And ultimately, its happening whether or not I like it so I may as well get on with it.
I am taking it as motivation to lose weight (I've just managed to lose the first stone) and get fitter (the thought of the wedding photos is helping too). I am also aware of real old age - which I think is cruel. Watching Paul's mum decline is horrible. So its time to do my bit.
But for now, by tomorrow my whole family will be home, for Easter and my birthday, lots of fun and time together. The weather will not be warm enough for a proper BBQ, but we may get close. Add a week off work and what's not to celebrate?
So why my title? I love this story, and here is my version, for this week only :)
I'm going on a birthday hunt
Its going to be a big one!
I'm not scared....
I cant go round it, I cant go over it so...
I'm going to go through it, with as much fun and laughter as possible :)
PS - everyone is very different so please don't feel this is a criticism of how you may have reacted/may react, its just my way.
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