A friend told me once that celebrating a birthday is actually counting the start of another year in your life so instead of greeting me happy birthday, he says, happy new year. It makes sense because you look forward to another lovely and blessed year. One gets a little sentimental, one gets a little teary-eyed remembering the early years but then, that’s what birthdays are for – reminiscing and giving thanks to God.
When I was a little younger (think high school) it was not polite to ask the age of a woman and some would not clearly admit how old they were. Maybe time has changed because nowadays, “manangs ” are proud to stay at the priority lanes in supermarkets, drug stores and other business establishments, they get to see free movies, discounts in travels and hotels – the perks of being a senior citizen 🙂
One grows old and acquire wisdom with age. Fancy a grandma still blogging at the ripe age of sixty…haha! Kidding aside, I guess our past experiences in life give our blog posts that rich flavor. My goodness, what am I saying here. Sharing, meeting new friends, seeing how the other half lives, exploring places you’ve never seen before and yes touching lives in your own little way.