After my 65th birthday I decided to not celebrate my birthdays unless they ended with a 5 or a 0 – but my thinking has now changed.
With the recent deaths of two friends, one who never reached 65 and the never reaching 75, I decided that life is too good a thing to miss a chance to celebrate any and all ages.
So – starting in 2008 – I am going to throw myself a birthday bash every year. My day is in January and it’s usually pretty dreary where ever I have lived – so I’ll make it cheery and colorful with decorations and pretty food.