Which is, of course, a good thing. Why does it take a day that's all about me to remind me that a life that's happy, a life that's fulfulling, a life that's well-lived is not a life that's all about me?
I just opened my first e-card of the day, from Katrina, which made me laugh till I cried. The reason to celebrate is not that I'm a particular age, but that I'm alive at all.
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