It is known around my house, I don’t age gracefully; I tend to fight it tooth and nail. So each morning when it is my birthday my poor hubby does not know what to say, a simple “happy birthday” has been known to send me to tears. It is not that I don’t like birthdays, I love the presents, I just don’t like the extra addition of a year to my age. =)

BUT when I open my email to many well wishes and see the comments on my blog and have tons of well wishes on my Facebook, how I am suppose to feel down. I am so blessed.

I see the sweetest best wishes from my friend Iris. I am so blessed.

Then I get the sweetest note from my sister in law that had me boo-hooing. I am so blessed.

Then I have my sweet nieces and sister call and sing happy birthday over the phone, how am I suppose to stay depressed. I am so blessed.

I am sharing my birthday with my daddy, how could I be sad. I am so blessed.

I woke up this morning wanting to be depressed, not ready for the day. Heck, for the first time in a long time I stayed in bed until 10am, really not wanting to face the day.

But with family and friends like you. I AM SO BLESSED!

I have found a way to keep my boys away from my stuff. One word…PINK. What ever I have that is pink they stay away from, hubby knowing this and knowing I have been living life with out a computer because mine died….blessed me with this:

I TRULY AM BLESSED. (Merry Birthday and Happy Christmas to me) No boys allow on this pink laptop. I will be anxiously await its arrival on Wednesday.

Thank you for all the well wishes this Sunday.