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I woke this morning and was 54 years old – fifty four revolutions around the great big sun – and I woke with a smile on my face.

Thanks to Facebook about a million people remembered my birthday – a far cry from when I was 24 years old or 34 years old or 44 years old and I would wait for my mom’s call, my grandmother’s birthday card with $5 to arrive, and my lover to sing me birthday greetings. I waited till the last minute to make a plan for today because I wanted to keep it loosey goosey and so a little shopping with girls, a little lunch with a cocktail, and the whole day to spend with my loved ones:

What will you do with your one precious life?

How about keep hoping for a child till you receive the perfect one?

How about keep searching for meaning and your purpose in life only to find it?

How about opening your heart and loving profoundly?

How about celebrating your 54th birthday knowing you are loved?

My mother told me when I turned fifty, I would become a woman and to enjoy it. How about enjoying being an over fifty year old woman?

I’ve been around and around this great big sun and I learned to have an attitude of gratitude.

I’ve no idea what is next. Maybe I’ll get a tattoo?

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