You Say It's Your Birthday, It's My Birthday, Too, yeah...

We turn not older with years, but newer every day

~ Emily Dickinson

None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm

~Henry David Thoreau

Spring is popping out all over around here:  the weather, the flowers, the sniffing dogs, the chirping of all sorts of birds.  I walk down the street thrilled to be blasting my Aretha Franklin album in my ears, dancing a two-step and smelling the massive waft of fresh-bloomed jasmine all down our block.  I'm feeling good.  While I'm not particularly enthused about what the passing years have done to my skin, or my knee joints, 
or to my memory, 
or my hearing.... 
Well, I make up for it with the idea that with each one of these passing years, I become more myself, the ME me, and am more comfortable than ever with who I ultimately am.  When the going is good, you best keep on going...
 
(and, every  year  seems  good!)