Yesterday was my birthday (62 years young!). I got the blues, because I was thinking of all the stuff I did wrong or didn't do. How did I get here? Then, I got so many wonderful birthday greetings, that how could I be blue?
My hubby took me to lunch (my choice: a greasy burger, fries with gravy and chocolate malt). We talked and looked at all the ways I have helped people, most which I will probably never know about.
(why do you always hear the bad you do?). We looked at the successes: our marriage, our son, we are comfortable with a roof over a head, and new cars that run. I looked at my many friendships and thought life ain't so bad!
Then we went to visit mom. She is declining and that is hard to see. I hadn't seen her much since I got the bronchitis, so it is difficult for me. I miss my perky Mom.
I spent the afternoon napping and just watching TV. I did nothing special, but I was content.