Birthdays: A Sentimental Journey to the Past

There was once a time where birthdays were a milestone.  I couldn’t wait til I was 10, 13, 16, and then 18.  After that, it was just another day amoungst others.

I remember a time when I wouldn’t dare allow anyone to say I was 9, when I was actually 9 and a half!  So today I’m 39 and I will say loud and proud that I was 38 yesterday.  Getting older, it’s one thing we all can’t avoid and quite honestly, it doesn’t bother me besides the dying part.

I really love life! Honestly, I always have had a love for life despite my bouts with depression and anxiety.  Life is really what we make of it.  It’s too bad that I waited until I was 38 to truly live it, kick those who don’t belong to the curb, and laugh loud….but such is life.

As I sit here with my first coffee as thirty-nine and take my sentimental journey remembering most of my thirty-either other birthdays, I have to admit that I’ve had a pretty awesome life despite it all.   I have a great husband, two great kids, and a roof over my head.  I’ve experienced many things that many don’t take the chance doing.  I sing loud, laugh proud, and I’m happy in my skin.

I don’t need to be part of the group to feel fulfilled; online or off!  If your not going to be yourself, who the hell are you anyway?

The only advice I can give as I creep towards forty is to not sweat the small stuff because wrinkles really do suck!

Written by Trina Stewart

Trina Stewart is the editor-in-chief at Life's a Blog. Currently working through life separated from her husband and finding herself, Trina loves concert photography, hanging out with her single and married besties, and cooking. Stay tuned!

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