Happy Birthday to Me
Today is my birthday. And not just any birthday. Today I turn 50.
When I was in about the third grade, I remember sitting at my desk and "doing the math." How old will I be in the year 2000? What year will it be when I turn 50? 65? 75? I sat there and looked down at my little girl hands poised over the wide-ruled paper and wondered what they would look like "when I get old." I really did that.
My hands are aging. I've gained more than a few pounds. I see the beginnings of silver in my hair and I don't even want to describe what is happening to my neck! Too often now I am stiff and sore for no apparent reason. I am aging. Even so, when I look in the mirror I am surprised.
My grandmother told me it would be like that. She said that no matter how old you get, inside you will still feel like a young girl. She was right. I have no idea how old the girl inside of me is. She seems ageless and yet she seems to be young. I wonder if that is so because that is my "eternal age"--the age I will experience forever in glory. My grandma thought so.
I haven't posted a picture of myself on my blog yet. I don't like pictures of myself--ask anyone who tries to take one! But today it seems like something I want to do:
When I was in about the third grade, I remember sitting at my desk and "doing the math." How old will I be in the year 2000? What year will it be when I turn 50? 65? 75? I sat there and looked down at my little girl hands poised over the wide-ruled paper and wondered what they would look like "when I get old." I really did that.
My hands are aging. I've gained more than a few pounds. I see the beginnings of silver in my hair and I don't even want to describe what is happening to my neck! Too often now I am stiff and sore for no apparent reason. I am aging. Even so, when I look in the mirror I am surprised.
My grandmother told me it would be like that. She said that no matter how old you get, inside you will still feel like a young girl. She was right. I have no idea how old the girl inside of me is. She seems ageless and yet she seems to be young. I wonder if that is so because that is my "eternal age"--the age I will experience forever in glory. My grandma thought so.
I haven't posted a picture of myself on my blog yet. I don't like pictures of myself--ask anyone who tries to take one! But today it seems like something I want to do:
I don't know what I'll look like 5, 10, or 25 years from now, nor indeed how many years I yet have on this side of heaven, but "whoever" looks back at me through that mirror will see "me" and I'll still feel young. My grandma said so.
posted by Kim from Hiraeth at 6:54 AM
13 Comments:
Happy Birthday to YOU! I was wondering if you would put a note about your special day on the blog. I am touched by your comments. Your voice is audible to me through the words, just as if you are here with a mug of coffee in your hand. Tears flow now, as I long for your company... and cherish the moments we've had together. So glad God put you in my life. I pray your day is filled with love and laughter.
Be blessed this day,
Ann-Marie
You look wonderful, and you were an awfully cute little squirt as well.
Happy Birthday!
Amen, Anne-Marie! Have I got an amazing sister or what?! I love you Kim! Happy Birthday! Kathy
It's been a wonderful birthday! Just got home from seeing The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe--more to follow. . .loved it!
Thanks for the birthday wishes!
Happy birthday Kim!
You are beautiful.... and you have always been beautiful!
Thank you for sharing your pictures!
50 looks great on you!
Donna
Oh, Donna. That's sweet! That picture was taken last May at our son's college graduation but it's the most recent one I could find. Like I said, I don't like to have my picture taken!
Happy Birthday Kim! I hope you have a great day and I pray that your year ahead is filled with a love and closer walk with God.
You are beautiful! And I would not worry about the silvery hairs coming when they do, for, as Proverbs 16:31 says "Gray hair is a crown of splendor; it is attained by a righteous life." I can't wait for the silver to creep in if it means I have lead a righteous life.
God Bless you beautiful Kim!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Aw, thanks, mm.
It was a delightful birthday. God has blessed me with a wonderful, loving family and exceptional dear, dear friends.
Aren't you just the cutest thing! Madeleine L'engle writes about being all the ages she's already been, that she can find the ten-year-old within, the 20--30--year-old-etc. because those still belong to her. I don't think you're old now, and I don't think you ever will be old, though your body might wear out like an old suit of clothes.
I like the way she puts that; those ages still belong to us, don't they?
I think it is intriguing the way the 10 year old pops in one's memory when one least expects it. A sound, a smell, even the look of the sunshine as it comes through the window can bring back memories. . .
Happy late birthday Kim!!!!
I miss you so much, and wish you still lived here in town-I sure enjoyed the pictures-it was if as I was sitting next to you right now. I especially liked the one of you as a little girl on the phone!!
Hope you had a happy day, I am a few days late checking out your birthday blog entry. God bless you today and every day, my Dear!
Thanks, Sally! I miss you, too!
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