Today is my birthday and I’m going to revel in it! Let the festivities begin! I turn 57! Yes that is certainly getting up there. Yes it is closer to 60 than it is to 50. But no I am not going to feel miserable about getting older. Though of course there are some challenges that come along with ageing, there are many people who do not get the privilege of turning 57 and so who am I to whinge?
I love these words by Victoria Erickson:
I love getting older. My understanding deepens. I can see what connects. I can weave stories of experience and apply them. I can integrate the lessons. Things simply become more and more fascinating. Beauty reveals itself in thousands of forms.
57 years ago my Mum was 23 and had been married to Dad around 18 months. They’d moved into their first home which they’d built and I was their first child. They went on to have another four kids, three more girls and a boy. I was nearly 12 years old when the fifth child (a girl) was born. My brother was the third born.
On 31 May 1964 I was born at the Mater Mothers Hospital here in Brisbane. Dad dropped Mum off there and went home to wait for the call. That’s how it was back then. It was secret women’s business and men were not allowed to be present for it. How different it is nowadays, thankfully! Imagine how scary it would’ve been for a young girl having her first baby without the support and presence of her husband?!
By the time this publishes on my birthday I would have yesterday celebrated over lunch out with family – my family plus Mum and my siblings and a visiting Aunt and Uncle and possibly a cousin and her husband. Today I plan on not lifting a finger – no cooking, no cleaning. I might go buy some lunch and sit by the water to eat it. There’s so much joy in that for me – the solitude, the quiet, soaking up sounds and sights of nature and hopefully it’s a nice day with warm sun feeling nice on my skin.
Embrace getting older because the alternative is not a good one! Every year that I’m still here and I’m still in good health, I am so grateful.
Just for a bit of fun here’s little Min and um … bigger Min!
And I’ll end with these wise words.
Birthdays are good for you. The more you have, the longer you live!
Ciao for now,