Remember when you were a kid, and couldn't wait for your birthday.
Then wow, you turned thirty, and didn't want anymore birthdays. because you wanted to stay thirty forever. But long and behold, you knew this wasn't possible. And the years kept flying by.
So knowing my birthday is a few months away. I don't want to be reminded, that I'll be another year older, omg Hell, once you're passed forty, who feels like counting.
But today is my husband's birthday. And I want to wish him many more to come.. And like me, he doesn't like to make a fuss about it....
Still, wouldn't it be great, if you could turn back the clock, and take what you know now, and put it in a body of a twenty- year old. But since this is reality, and not fantasy, I'll just have to grin and bare it.
Because for me, Birthdays will not always be, FOREVER YOUNG
