Berthaday Girl…

Yesterday was my birthday…and after testing some soil samples taken from my back yard…it’s official…I’m older than…dirt

Funny thing is…I don’t feel…that…old…well…maybe my body does…but…something about me doesn’t…

Bertha…says it’s her…that she’s the part of me that still feels young…and…I suppose she’s right…or she couldn’t still be wearing those ridiculously high heels that she wears…or sporting that spandex without getting jeers and sneers at Wally World…and…she’s still pretty agile when she jumps onto her soapbox…so…I have to admit…she’s definitely young…

She goes on to tell me…that age…like beauty…is in the eyes of the beholder…and…that I get to choose how I see myself…and others…

I can look past the…gray hair…bald heads…wrinkles…extra pounds…deteriorating bodies…

I can look deeper than the surface…and…when I do…I can see the spirit…

It’s my choice…

Today…I want to look deeper…I want to see and feel the vitality that surrounds me…I suppose I should start…by looking in the mirror…

Jane

She Ain’t Heavy…

Both of my sisters have December birthdays…and since birthdays make me nostalgic…I’m thinking about how much richer my life has been…and…is…because these two women are in my life…

So many good memories flood my mind…from my earliest childhood…from yesterday…there hasn’t been a time in my life…good…or…bad…that they haven’t been there for me…

Being the youngest of the three…I think I tortured my sisters…getting into their makeup and curlers…leaving a mess in my wake…spying on them with their boyfriends…you name it…I’m sure I did it…

And…yet…they loved me anyway…

I know brothers are special…but…I never had one…and…honestly…I can’t imagine…that…that bond can compare to the bond between sisters…

It’s not even that we’ve always gotten along…of course…we’ve squabbled over the years…it’s just that…the squabbles were never enough to break the bonds…we were still sisters underneath it all…and…we always will be…

So today…on the occasion of my oldest sister’s birthday…I’d like to thank each of them…for the light that they bring to my life…and honor…the bond of sisterhood…

Jane