Yes, I know... yet another overdue post. Apparently turning a year older hasn't helped in that area.
A big thank you to everyone... my birthday this year was celebrated with family. Every one of you.
I'd sure like to say that on the morning that day I woke up feeling changed, but no such luck. No epiphanies, no discovery of self. Certainly no relinquishing of those impulses and desires that characterise me as not-so-old. It was just a regular day, spending time with the people I love, perhaps being just a little more insistent in being that Peter Pan-like character, at once amiable and reclusive.
It's amazing when you open up those presents, releasing them from their multi-layered wrappings, and realising that people pay special attention to what you've been eyeing but haven't been able to afford. This year was a mixture of that, plus choosing my own presents. Sure was fun to take over the reins of semi-organising my own celebration. I'll let go next time, I promise.
This year's birthday made me feel more cherished, I suppose. People decidedly wanting to make it a special day for me, when to me I was just living a regular day. You have no idea how sweet it can be. Thanks all.
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