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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Friday, October 07, 2011

Scraps and Snippets ~ Celebration ~

I'm digesting delicious rich, rich, rich Vegan Chocolate Cheesecake courtesy of my daughter. (Cheesecake tweaked from this recipe.)

Tonight, I just want to dwell a bit in the deliciousness of my life.

I turned 49 today. Part of me shudders at this fact. How in the heck did I get to be 49? I don't feel mature or wise enough to be over 40. I still have so much living I want to cram into the years I have left that I don't want to think about the sands shifting in the hour glass.

I said as much to my Mom. And said my birthday is not something I want to dwell on, and the year even less. She said that my life is so full, rich and satisfying that I don't consider a birthday as a day to set apart and celebrate, that I find things to celebrate in each of the days I've been given. I like that thought. My 49th birthday is a day to celebrate, just like every day, that I am choosing to live to the fullest.

I don't know that I need to share the details, again, of why we are eating differently than we did a year ago...why plants are our diet. I've done that. I don't know that I need to share again, today, why God is so important to me. Or wax on about why my family, my children, my husband give me a reason to celebrate every moment I've been granted.

How many more birthdays will I be gifted with? God knows and I don't need to. Honestly. But I have a responsibility to embrace the days I've been given, and live them with my heart and my soul engaged

I love my life. It is a gift. It is imperfect and crazy, messy and unfinished. But it was given to me, and I love it.


Tofu Mom (AKA Tofu-n-Sprouts) said...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I turned 48 just a few weeks ago and had basically the same thoughts!

Kelly Klepfer said...

Ah, thanks, Tofu Mom. Happy belated birthday to you, too. I'm going to have to pop over and visit your blog.