09-09-69 to 09-09-09 – That’s Right I’m 40 Now
At 12:42pm September 9, 1969, I was born, in a rush. The doctor, who had gone to lunch thinking it would be hours before I arrived, showed just in time to catch me and claim he was there.
Fast-forward 40 years; I have a child of my own she’s 7. She enjoys creating themes for birthdays and this year I am having a Border collie birthday and she decorated the cake.
I guess I don’t really get the drama in turning 30, 40, 50, or even 100. There’s a lot that happened in my 40 years of life, some great, some horrific, most of it just everyday life; but all in all I guess I’ve done pretty well. The people I love and the people who love me surround me, nothing too bad about that.
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Happy Birthday to you!
Life begins at 40.
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Congratulations! I’m turning 50 next week, Virgos rock (when they’re not over thinking and over stressing about things!)
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Happy Birthday! Today is also my 6th child’s birthday – Elizabeth is 8. And you and I were born the same year – 40 isn’t so bad!