Birthdays come and go

There is one special day each year you can count on..the day you were born. Even at 69 I still love to celebrate my birthday.  It’s great to feel the love of others on that special day..to know that someone is thinking of you with caring. 
   Some people don’t make such a big to-do.  They would rather forget that day because it means they have to face the fact that they are aging. Some don’t even tell their age..thinking that will keep them young. Some, I’ve heard, even lie about their age as if the wrinkles and double chin wouldn’t give it away. I never understood the vanity of not wanting to age. I will happily pass this time on earth and grow old.  consider the alternative.