Birthday Cakes and Icing
Today is my birthday. I'm 53.
I remember as a kid thinking that 40 was ancient. Now, 53 seems pretty young.
We talked the other day about setting goals, wanting to live to see a particular event. I have to be honest, my 53rd birthday really didn't fall into that category. I took it for granted. And I made it.
A little battered, a little beaten. But still standing.
Just a quick mention here and then I'll move on. One of the things that does keep me going, that I look forward to every year, is the huge gobs of icing on the birthday cake from the grocery store. I love that stuff.
Things have changed over the last couple of days. Changed dramatically.
No one has said it, at least not out loud, but let's be honest. The odds of my celebrating my 54th birthday aren't great.
There's certainly a chance. We never really know what's going to happen. But it doesn't look so good.
I've thought a lot about this, and in the end, I'm at peace with it.
I know the days ahead are going to be difficult, for me and for others. But things will play out as they are supposed to.
I have to believe that.
In the meantime, there's cake, and more importantly, icing out in the kitchen. And it's calling my name.
8:06 AM ET | 06-16-2008 | permalink


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