The Music of Love Writer

It's my birthday this week and I'm thankful to be alive but why do the chronological numbers have to keep going up? Stop that timekeeper. I'm 50+ but feel 30+ in my head. Well somedays I even feel 20+ but definitely over 21, I want to be legal. I definitely love the person I am, especially my personality. I appreciate joys in life and often wish I had more people in my circle who'd jump in with me and appreciate the beauty of life too. I'd want people who want to sing, dance, and laugh with me, share my romantic dreams. So many people my age act like they're, "old farts." I can also understand why some mid-age women want younger men in their lives, because they still exhibit spirit. Age is a number, as long as you're responsible, enjoy your life, don't be afraid to use your imagination, see life through a child's age. Each year I reflect on my life, my past mistakes and of course my successes. This year I celebrate having no dangerous medical situations, problems that have attacked me in the past, but I feel great today. I also cry on my birthday because I'm an emotional wildflower, and I cry about the world's indignities, the pain some women and children still experience as victims of abuse. I pray I'll see a day when women and children don't have to be victims of verbal and physical abuse. And I still cry over the times I've been affected by people who have verbally and/or physically abused me, because the scars will always be fresh on my soul. The difference is that today I'm a strong survivor and I'll face down anyone who attempts to place pain on me anymore. It's my birthday and I'll continue to share my optimism, my creative words, and my romantic dreams with you my friends and fans. Live romance!