Sunday, April 19, 2009

I've been doing a little spring cleaning on my computer lately and found this journal page from about two years ago. A "Happy Birthday to Me" page. I love pears, the shape the color the taste the squeaky clean way that they leave your mouth after you've eaten one.

It seems kinda cliche, I know. But I don't really care. Pears are Female in their many luscious shapes, the Bosc, the Anjou, Seckle, Lady Pears, or is that Lady Apple? No matter it's a perfect seque.

I'm celebrated my 53rd birthday on Saturday and am more apple than pear-shaped these days. I'm pretty ok with the whole process of aging. I really don't think too much about it. My hair is gracefully graying, and most of the lines around my eyes are happy ones. No, I've got no problem. I like the confidence that has come with these years; there has been a lot of rough ridin' that I've managed to get through and I'm sure there will be more but what the heck, right? The smooth good times in between are well worth it. Wabi-Sabi.

Menopause has come and gone and I feel good about that, as well. That phase brought in a rewarding new time of my life. My kids are going off and that's fine, though of course, I'll miss them. I'll be getting a couple of parakeets this fall to, as my son said, replace him when he goes off to college.


Lucrecer said...

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Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday Diana!
I hope you got to do something delicious!

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday Diana! Can't wait to journal meet on Friday evening at A&S!