Birth-Day

Strawberry cake ACEO

Today is my birthday.  Believe me I am not fishing for any “Happy Birthday” wishes.  I come from a long line of birthday denouncers.  It’s not that we don’t like Birthdays, the gifts and all; it’s more like we don’t really care for the age advancement.

My mother, god rest her soul, was 60 for at least 20 years.  When she passed away, no one really knew her actual age, not even her doctor.  Even better according to her age at the time, my Aunt, mom’s way older sis, was only about 3 when she had her son.  At another older sister’s funeral the remembrance cards listed her age as many years younger than my mother.  Sound confusing?  Well that’s the idea.  If you confuse enough people, no one will be able to agree on the actual age.  And more power to them all for pulling it off!

Forgive me for I digress.  Today is my birthday.  No years will be announced, no cake with an overabundance of candles, and probably no singing. Mom and her siblings had the right idea.  If you actually say the age aloud, you might start to feel it.  So my birthday will have no mention of chronological age.  Today I celebrate the day that I was born, not the year. 

 So if anyone should ask my age (And didn’t your mother tell you never to ask a woman her age or weight?) I have but one thing to say…Old enough to know better but too young to resist.  :-)