Special Days

I never think of birthdays as particularly special. After all, EVERYONE  has one.  I'd usually rather ignore mine because who wants to get older?

Life is Just a Bowl of Cherries - my art

 

Today is my birthday - sigh, where did the years go? - and believe it or not, I'm looking forward to the celebration with my friends, who always insist on birthday get-togethers.  It's the ninth year in this decade of my life and somehow, it seems more important.  

Best of all on this day, I made a 117 point word in my Words With Friends game that I play daily via internet with a dear friend. I beat her by more points, overall, than I ever have before (she usually trounces me). 

What could be better than that kind of score just when we think our mental acuity may be fading? It is a triumphant feeling.  Not the win, but the reconfirmation that I'm still pretty sharp, even on this advanced birthday and I can still manage my life with aplomb. We who can do this are lucky, for so many fade quickly once the initial decline begins.

Life is just a bowl of cherries some days!