I joke that I’m turning into an old woman. My muscles often ache, my joints pop, crack and creak. And yesterday, I turned another year older with the big three zero looming ever closer. In reality I’m far from what most would consider to be “old” and I’m young at heart I guess, that’s something having little kids does to you.
I don’t know where I’m going with this post exactly. Other than to say, although I refer to myself as old, and my body makes somewhat unnatural and unsettling noises, I’m thankful for every day I have on this blue planet and I’m thankful for the birthday wishes even though I rarely celebrate the day!