Sunday, September 18, 2016
Everything In It's Place: A Virgo Birthday
I often have a good hardy laugh when I read about the Virgo trait of perfection. I have "perfect" thoughts but my house isn't perfect, tidy, or even clean most of the time. Like today. My Birthday.
I am Seventy Years Old Today.
Well, that's something isn't it. I don't feel old. Inside I am somewhere in my 40's I think. Perhaps younger. I read somewhere that if you want to have fun--wake a sleeping person and yell "how old are you?" before they are fully awake. The answer is the true age we hold in ourselves.
No birthday cake. No chocolate candy. I am hoping for Nachos. And perhaps a Margarita. When I returned from a long 9 hour day at work yesterday I asked if there was a pile of birthday cards in the mail? G said no. So, I took a much needed shower, sat on the couch trying not to fall asleep and then went with G and the dog to get a medium vanilla cone at Dairy Queen. No dinner.
This morning my son's call from Vancouver woke me. We talked for 90 minutes. I am so thankful that I am the kind of mom that can talk to her grown son about a range of topics for that long. With both of us having so much to say and share. And I am shocked that he was awake that early!!!!!
My horoscope mentioned this being a year of significant turning points.