37 Is Just A Number (Happy Birthday To Me)

Yesterday, I was chatting with Kerri and she asked me how I was doing.

I said I was depressed because my birthday was tomorrow and turning 37 is just that much closer to old age and death. I told her I'm almost 80 now. Old age comes up fast.

Kerri said:

I don't know....once you stop having birthdays, you're dead.

I told her that was so profound.

And then she told me she almost spit out her coffee.

And I laughed.

Today is my birthday and it's a good day. I'm happy.


P.S. There will be six more weeks of Winter.