I'm nearing my 39th birthday. It's in about a week. May 23.
No, for pete's sake I'm no lying about my age, I really am turning 39 for the first and only time. If I was going to lie about my age I would probably tell everybody I was 40 just so they would shut up about it.
Getting older doesn't bother me, yet. Check back when I'm turning 60 and I may have a different story.
I am still able to do the things that I love. And for reasons I do not know I still get asked for ID when I buy beer....really.
My face may look younger than 39 but it sure as hay does not look anywhere near 21.
Two years ago when my first marriage came crashing down, two days before my birthday, on May 21, a friend of mine deemed that birthday as my "re-birthday". I like that. It's a beautiful thing to behold. A re-birth.
Have you ever had a re-birth?