Happy B'day to my fella--
Today, my spouse achieved 60 years. (I hate "turns"-- milk turns.)
The other day, he was a smidgen grumpy, and declared that "aging is nothing to celebrate" (the question was about his preference for dinner). I wanted to retort that it sure beats not aging.
Getting older has its challenges, and not everyone has the same challenges at the same age, regardless of what the ads on TV will tell you. Sometimes the vision goes early, or arthritis sets in at a younger age than the "average." Sometimes, if you are lucky, all you lose is a little hair. Maybe it's hearing. Maybe, nothing changes, at least for a long time. For us, we have our lists of things we have to accommodate for, but mostly, we manage.
So today, G will work a couple of hours at his side job, then do pretty much as he pleases. Seems good to me! Meg is making home made meatballs and sauce, to go with pasta, and I'll rustle up a salad. There may be garlic bread. And cake! She made a lovely from-scratch chocolate cake with home made frosting. It looks lovely. We'll eat as a family, sing the usual song, and enjoy the time together.
Perhaps the best gift is just that: time to do as you wish, as you can.
Have a good day,
C
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