Thursday I turned 56. I usually love birthdays, love presents, love the special attention one gets. I can only remember hating one birthday. The year I turned 30 I was pregnant, felt fat and went to the gym and was so depressed. Hated that day. Ever since I've been fine. Fifty didn't bother me a bit. But for some reason, 56 was horrible. Maybe it was because it is on the other end of fifty heading for 60 and that it OLD!! I was an emotional wreck, crying all day and since I've gone through menopause I hardly ever have those kinds of days. To top it off, my boss at work got after me and another girl who job share about switching our days without including him in the loop. We've never included him for two years but suddenly he decided to be unreasonable. So I bawled in front of him. Basically it was a horrible, terrible, no good rotten day till about 2:00 when I got off work. I turned on my phone and heard from family. There were messages from two little grandkids. One a high pitch, "Happy Birthday Gwama, I wuv you." (Cohen) The other was a gravely little girl's voice saying the same thing. (Sienna). I started smiling.
When I got home I got serenaded by Madison and Kyle. I may be getting older but life is good. Grandchildren are the best and I guess you have to be older to have them. My job is only something that let's me travel to see my family. It is truly my husband, children, grandchildren and extended family that are the blessings in my life.
P.S. The day got better. Lee and I went out to eat and I had delicious salmon. Kelly had ordered my favorite cake for me. Lee gave me a great back massage and I talked to all my children. Thanks for all the well wishes and presents!