Another year, another birthday. The third one in which I have been fortunate enough to see since I started this blog. Since I have outlived both my parents, I embrace my age as each day is a gift. I don’t try to botox away my wrinkles because for me they are reminders of my time here on earth. I am proud to shout my chronological age from the roof tops. But the strange thing is I have never actually felt any age. I have always felt, like ME! Eternally!
What I Believe at Fifty Three
