Today is my 40th Birthday. Yep.
And since birthday’s with a zeros on the end don’t come around every day, and since it’s been quite a year all round, what with falling in love, getting married, moving to the other side of the world, writing ‘7 Secrets‘ …
Anyway, in honor of all that, I’ve decided it’s time to do something I’ve never done before.
“Oh wow, you mean like Sky diving”
Well, no. What I am referring to is … telling people it’s my birthday, like I’m telling you.
A normal birthday for me is to unplug the phone and sneak off by myself for the day.
And when it comes to throwing a party, jeeps. I think I’ve thrown myself one birthday party. It was for my 21st and I only did it because everyone told me I had to, which of course I didn’t. I probably ended up in tears.
And it’s not like I don’t like parties, on any other occasion I’m told I throw quite the joyous celebration. Just not on my birthday.
Why oh why do I have ‘birthday issues’?
I don’t know. It’s nothing to do with the age thing. Nope, getting older is cool. But you know what, while I could take a pretty good guess to the reason – I’ve decided -who cares why!!
In the name of doing things that scare me – even when it’s a seemingly small thing that most people appear to do with ease – I want to tell you it’s my birthday!!
There. Done. Doesn’t seem so scary.
And Happy Birthday to Janet who also has a birthday today; Happy Birthday to all the Sagittarians, and Happy Birthday to everyone who feels uncomfortable celebrating their birthday, for whatever reason!
Ahh.
Love me.
XXX
