I celebrated my birthday last week (and no, I’m not trolling for presents!) and I found myself oddly euphoric. I’m not complaining–I got a kick out of watching me enjoy myself so much–but I did want to know why I was so happy. Then I got it: I’m still here. The gift of life. I have paid lip service to the concept of living in the moment but by jingies I think I finally got it! It required a great number of birthdays to achieve this wisdom. I didn’t need cake or champagne (and yes, I had both!) to fuel my celebration. The thought was sufficient: I’m still here. As a young woman I never marveled at the fact of my existence. Because the moments moved by so quickly? Do they pass more slowly now…or perhaps I have slowed. I’m still here and savoring every moment. Happy Birthday to me.
If you live in a state that holds a primary election today, as I do, please go vote. We know too well what can happen if we don’t.
Claim your life’s moments, Women.