Ah the Birthday -- a celebration of life, or at least a celebration of the fact that we ain't dead yet!
Ultimately we're only another day older than the day before our birthday -- but as with all things it seems, we like to create these milestones for ourselves to help us mark progress.
As kids we counted the days in-between birthdays. We were 6 1/2 years old, 6 3/4 years old. But as adults, many forget about even the decades behind us. And at some point, some of us even dread the birthday that approaches.
I personally subscribe to the fact that we are only as old as we feel. That's good -- 'cause I've always felt my immaturity to be a problem, but rather it is a gift.
Seriously, we do know life will end eventually (death is a fact of life). We can dwell on it, worry about it, and completely lose track of what the purpose of life is about. Or we can realize that it will happen, try not to bring the onset of death early, but at the same time live a wonder filled life to the best of our ability, seeking joy where we can.
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