I am going to be 50 in one week.
Yeah, I said it. FIFTY.
Now, I don’t really care if 50 is the new 40, or if 40 is the new 20, or if black is the new white and pink is the new orange. Frankly, I’m too tired to care.
A number is a number is a number. How do I feel inside? Great. I. feel. Great.
Am I worried? Am I nervous? Am I pissed? NO!
I am so damn thankful to still be on this planet, I am thinking of celebrating for a WEEK!!!!!
Or an hour. I will be 50, you know.
I was thinking of posting last year’s birthday post- but will link it instead.
