Thank you to those of you who made a point of wishing me a happy birthday today. We may mature and grow older, but there is still a little bit of giddy magical anticipation that surrounds that happy day where one celebrates being granted entry into this world.
If in the past I've griped, today I feel gratitude and peace. Maybe there is something special in itself about this funny little number, 32, that is just an eightfold iteration of the number two --such a wonderful and confused age all in its own right. Or maybe letting go and just enjoying the day is truly the key, even if it is a 95-degree day with more humidity than is proper when summer is more of a technicality than a reality.
And just because I love this stuff, here is some trivia on today, September fourth. Happy night!