April is an exciting month for me because I always look forward to my birthday each year. It’s the one day of the year it’s okay to say, “It’s all about ME!” and not sound like a complete attention whore.
As each birthday comes, I am excited about the possibilities of the coming year and the opportunities that await me. Sadly, that’s not the case with many people. It seems these people, and to a certain extent, society, place a stigma on getting older. Women, especially, seem reluctant to reveal how old they are. I’ve never understood that.
There are two indisputable facts in life: You either grow older or you die. Now which would you rather do?
Why do we make fun of age? I’m not talking about the innocent “Over the Hill” jokes we revel in from time to time. I’m talking about the snarky comments from 20-somethings such as, “What is he, like 45? Dude should just give it up. He’s too old for that.” It makes you want to reply, “Yeah, it must suck to be 45. For your sake, I hope you never have to live that long.”
But that would be a nasty thing to say. Those hateful comments about age are more than likely a by-product of fear. Fear of losing the only advantage those 20-somethings think they have in life – their youth. But that’s a myth. The reality is that most people lead much more productive and interesting lives with each passing year. I know I have.
Of course, the age war goes both ways as I remember being 25 and hearing 30 and 40-somethings condescendingly explain that I was “too young to understand.” Those comments stem from fear too. The fear that we are getting older and since we don’t have our youth anymore, we must belittle those who do. So what is this? When we have nothing constructive to add we resort to making fun of each other based on age?
I am proud of each of the 36 years I’ve been on this earth. Some people never get the privilege of living 36 years so I consider myself lucky with each passing year. Isn’t denying our age a slap in the face to those who never had the luxury of making it to that milestone?
Whether you are 25, 45 or 85, be proud of the years you’ve been lucky enough to enjoy and shout your age from the rooftop! If you’re 25, soak up the fact that you are still very young and enjoy it! If you’re 45, know that you are much better off than you were at 25 and never too old for anything you truly want to do. And never, ever be afraid or embarrassed to let someone know your real age.
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In celebration of what will be my 37th year I’m starting a new tradition and I invite you to do the same for your birthday month. Each day in April leading up to my birthday on the 28th, I’m going to list one thing for which I’m grateful. My list is below and will be updated daily. Where’s yours?
April 1: I have the three most wonderful dogs who give me unconditional love and ask for very little in return.
April 2: My boyfriend of 9 years is loving, patient, understanding and makes every day better.
April 3: I am fortunate to be in good health and able to lead an active lifestyle.
April 4: I have a comfortable home.
April 5: I have a great support network of lifelong friends and I value and cherish those friendships.
April 6: I can wear flip flops to work!
April 7: The ocean is merely a 10 minute drive from my home.
April 8: My body is strong and I can run!
April 9: I am lucky to have seen many different parts of the United States (and will continue to do so!)
April 10: With a simple kind word, I have the power to make someone’s day better.
April 11: Today I am thankful for aspirin.
April 12: I have a caring and understanding boss and fabulous co-workers.
April 13: I’m fortunate to have the opportunity to meet many unique people.
April 14: My backyard is an oasis.
April 15: Beautiful, sunny days!
April 16: I am capable of living independently.
April 17: Friendly people.
April 18: Morning walks with my love.
April 19: That moment in the morning when I see the sunlight peek through the window.
April 20: The kindness of strangers.
April 21: I am able to enjoy music that touches your soul.
April 22: My family…both by blood and otherwise.
April 23: I have a great group of co-workers!
April 24: The sweet smell of the ocean.
April 25: I love that I can relax and enjoy a glass of wine on the back porch.
April 26: Baby birds! Four of them growing up in rented space on our front porch.
April 27: Part of my job is getting paid to talk…and write. Love! Joy!
April 28: I am another year older and for that I am extremely grateful!
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