So today my hip hurts and my stomach isn't so good, and after four knee surgeries and a foot surgery, a broken arm, a broken collarbone, I'm glad to report that most things work! So physically my body is wearing down. I still ride a bike (shows balance and tenacity), and hike waterfalls, and walk. NO more aerobics and running or playing basketball or refereeing. But mentally I'm more alive than I have ever been. A friend called today and left a simple message, "Welcome to the Club!" Wow I'm finally part of a group! Never did like sororities, or groups where I couldn't be me and say what I feel. This club seems perfect for me!
I received more love this year to accompany the gifts. Friends from Germany sent their special chocolate, and of course chocolate and shoes are any woman's favorite so Steve blessed me with shoes from Johnston & Murphy! So cool! I love saddle shoes as they remind me when I was a cheerleader. My best friend who cheered with me also sent a box of gag gifts like old-age soap and WD-Oldie for creaky joints. And of course I had my date with my tiara. A tradition I hope never ends. Wearing it out on my birthday is so fun!
I've started painting and really feel very good to have been asked to paint a set for a play only to be asked again from an emmy-nominated artist to return and paint a second set. Wow! I'm truly humbled! I like buying $5 soap and $9 scented candles because I think I'm worth it. So many years of scrimping and saving to pay for the groceries, the kids shoes, the dentist appointments, the healthcare, the car payment, the utilities, and the bills. Now its just bills from things I WANT to buy, not the things I didn't have cash for and HAD to buy. It's different, bills of choice. My friends told me once when you get to this age, it's just bills and pills.
|Don't Dress for Dinner Set French Barn turned into Cottage Decorations from my actual home!|
And I have a dream to follow in the father's side of the family to own a business. I really want to own a Wine & Design franchise. The ability to paint has liberated me. How soothing the paint brush feels when strokes take on a life or object or movement. You can play with the style and learn from each painting. I know I am grateful to God for another year and hope that this year he continues to bless me. There are still a couple more dreams I have, not many, but a couple.
I'd like for my sons to truly appreciate the road I have traveled. Each year one son will call and the other will forget, alternating years. My oldest is spending time with me on this very special day, and my youngest son called at 11 PM on my birthday. He remembered! Today was a special day! Sometimes birthdays don't mean much to a person, they view it as another day. It was always a special day growing up. We didn't have much but Mom always made sure she baked a cake and invited our friends over. So for me, it is special. And I can always count on one thing...Mom will call at 10:05AM. Love you Mom! Thanks for making my fiftieth birthday so sweet!