Probably for at least a year, I have agonized over the fact that I was going to be seventy-five years old last
Friday. It caused me to reflect, panic and go into a slight depression for a little bit of the time. Life
About four months ago it seemed that a BIG party would be the answer. Like the one that I threw for my sixty-fifth. Hmmm, there is a pattern here when they end in a five. I had fifty-five people here for a sit down dinner in the gardens. It was delightful except for the fact that I was so busy that I hardly had time to visit with anyone. So, that idea went away.
Then I thought well maybe ten or twelve people at a restaurant. But, as the time drew nigh, I decided not to do anything and just make it through the day.
I guess having a BIG birthday is good for reflection and remembrance. It certainly has been what I've done
for the last year, off and on.
Somehow, when the day arrived, it was a no-brainer. Actually all of last week was really fun! An impromptu invitation to brunch at a friend's house on Monday; lunch with two blog readers on Wednesday; a program by the International School and Matilda's dance performance on Thursday;and then lunch on Friday with two dear friends as well as the piece de resistance on Friday evening. Dinner with my son, John, his girlfriend Carmen and Matilda and Sebastian. What fun! Presents too.
Then the best part of all was that Matilda and Sebastian came home with me. The three of us slept together in my big kingsize bed. Ahh, the memories. Conversations. Comments. And things I noticed.
Matilda came into the kitchen on Saturday morning to help me make homemade biscuits. As she sidled up to the counter, her comment, "Grammy I don't need the step ladder anymore to help you", stopped me dead in my tracks. Where has the time gone? How have they grown up so fast? And, then my next thought was
I want to be around to see them grow ALL the way up. The grandkids in Houston too.
The end result was I dreaded being 75. Now I'm hoping I make it to 90, at least. All because of the love from family and friends reminded me that life is worth living. Onward.