Today, my parents..okay, mostly my dad, can now say, “three score” when asked how old they are, because today. is. their birthday! Not just any birthday, but their 60th!
This is crazy. I don’t see them as 60…and I’m pretty sure they don’t either, but I’m so thankful I’ve had the privilege of being in their lives for 31 years, 9.5 months of those 60. In case you’re scratching your head because I keep saying “their”, it is in fact both of their birthdays. My dad is just a few hours older than my mom. I’ve always loved saying that for as long as I can remember.
I’m honored I get to call them my parents. They’re pretty darn awesome, if you ask me. (photo courtesy of my dad)
Happy Birthday to you both! I love you so so much!!
Jenni’s challenge today is to talk about what’s difficult within my lot in life, and frankly its way too deep for today’s happy feelings, so I will refrain from the inner/outer turmoil of craziness that’s been going on lately in these parts because really, I haven’t quite gotten to the point of being able to overcome it all, so its best left quiet.
One thing that I am overcoming, is this mega yard sale I’m having this weekend. I get in this habit of piling things together and the more I pile, the more I have to add to it, and next thing I know, I’m wanting to sell everything in my apt. down to the curtains that have been on my walls for years and years. I’d rather go without curtains than have to look at their masculine ways for one more day. Serves me right for getting ‘gender neutral’ colors (read: something only a guy would like) because I thought I had to back then.
Oh, if I could talk to my 27 year old self, I’d have so much to tell her.
- If there was one thing you could add to my yard sale, what would you get rid of?