Well, today is my birthday. My 35th birthday, to be exact. The temps have warmed up here in S. Africa, so it really does feel like it should be my birthday and not just another Winter day. Is it normal as you get older that birthdays start to feel a bit anti-climatic? Don’t get me wrong. I absolutely love birthdays and celebrating life, not to mention being celebrated. It’s just funny how you go from counting down the days to it sneaking up on you, and when people ask how old you are, you have to think of the year you were born and what year it currently is and do the math. All I know is that I still feel 25, not that 35 is old or anything.
photo by alisha
When I was in Uganda and I shared about living in S. Africa, some people thought I meant that I lived with my parents. They were shocked to hear I had a 10 and 7 year old. And to that I say, “Thank you!” Here’s to many more years of people thinking I’m too young to have kids!