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D'oh!

My dad had his birthday 2 days ago. Sixty-two years old! That's old...I can't fathom that my oldest brother is getting closer to 40 and that I'm going to turn the big 3-oh in a couple days. It's weird. This getting "old" business is just plain wacky and a little melancholy. I hear 30 isn't bad. I hear 60 isn't bad. I'm not sure I want to believe those people who say age is just a number. I guess in reality it is just a number, but these lines around my eyes are telling me that I'm not going to pull off being told that I look at least 5 years younger than I really am for much longer.

Anyway, happy birthday to my numero uno daddy-0! Happy 62 years and hopefully much more to come!

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Sarah said…
Happy Birthday! I turned 30 last year. For some reason it was easier than turning 29. But I did do a lot of evaluating of where I was in my life and where I wanted to go still. Have a wonderful day and have lots of fun!

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