Celebrating a Diamond Birthday

I do not enjoy being the center of attention. Although I decided to embrace birthdays years ago, I have usually not enjoyed any gathering to celebrate me. This year is different. I am changing my attitude just for this year.

I am having a big (I hope) public birthday party. I am turning 75 and I want to celebrate with the friends I have made in the last few years. My BFF Deb is helping organize an “open house” on my birthday day to share in the celebration. I am not sure who will come, but I want to acknowledge my gratitude for life and the connections I have made over the years.

I am proud of my 75 years and grateful for the health that has enabled me to enjoy that time. I am grateful for a fulfilling career and now a second career as a volunteer. Although I have no idea whether I will have another day or decade to live, I want to celebrate big and little achievements along the way.

My parents lived long lives. I remember them talking years ago about not having high school class reunions any longer because so many of their cohorts had passed. Although I still have friends from high school, a little less than a fourth of them have passed. I am sad by the transition from this earth of younger colleagues over the years. By celebrating my years, I want to remember those who are no longer physically on this earth.

I am not a fan of silly birthday cards that can be agist and sexist. I am a fan of honoring people while they are living with special gifts that keep on giving. Paying it forward is always a possibility in acknowledging anyone’s birthday. I don’t want any cards or gifts for my birthday, but I hope those who want to celebrate with me will be kind to others and consider doing something that day (and every day for that matter) to make the world better for humans and/or animals.

To that end, think of me on November 4 when I celebrate the milestone of turning 75 years old. I honor all who read this who have already reached that milestone and wish health and happiness to folks who will someday join me in the “club.”