It's my birthday and I'll cry if want to!

April is my birthday month (woot woot to my fellow rams!)  I usually like my birthday because I take it as a day to dance a jig, have my cake and eat it, too. This year, as we all know, times are different, and I guess just about everyone this year will experience a Covid birthday.

When I say my new age out loud it tastes like a mouth full of rancid molasses and it sounds like a long, slow foghorn in the dark.  I’ve got to get past that. Can I still go out dancing five nights a week?  Naw. Po’ me! Will I ever get to Puma Punku? Not bloody likely.  Will I create a work that inspires the world? HA! That’s a good one.  

But, that’s not the end of the world, right?  By the time this Thing has receded, it will leave about 1.5M people in its wake that will never open their eyes again.  That’s the real world we live in now.

During the week leading up to my birthday, I considered joining the growing number of folks who are calling for a moratorium on birthdays during these virus-times.  Obviously, if you’ve seen me lately, the idea of skipping a birthday year and subtracting it from my age was very attractive.

Then, finally, the absolute ignorance of my “woe is me” hit like a truck full of broken ventilators (thanks for fixing ‘em, Gavin!) on Easter Sunday. This birthday, more so than ever, is a time to relish the idea of surviving yet another successful trip around the sun.

Rather than lamenting all the hopes and dreams that now fade into the proverbial sunset, I am getting off my ass and getting the doable ones done.  In my personal Rite of Spring, I will be transformed and born again.  Not in a Jesus way - in a human being way.  Time will be my new friend, and a welcomed one at that. 

Looking forward, more risks will be taken, more triumphs, as well as trip ups (big and small) will be celebrated, and I will greet more people on the street than ever before!  Well, at least I’ll give it my damnedest. Who cares and why not? As of this writing, I’ve got some time.

I'm proud to say I will not/did not cry on my birthday.  I'm a big (really big) girl now!