I don’t officially celebrate my birthday yet I do acknowledge the occasion
Forty-four years ago I was born on this earth. My birthday always falls right after mother’s day.
When we are a lot younger it seems as if our life goes by kind of slow then once we get measurably older and reminisce back it kind of seems as if life ran by us so fast.
I’ve been on this planet for a very long time yet I am still considered young and it is true to a point but it is funny how when people describe being married for forty years, living in a house for forty years, owning an item for forty years and etc… It is all looked upon as being a long period of duration compared to the actual age of a person.
Nevertheless, I am very content within my life at the present moment and am proud of my age, I have no major regrets throughout my journey here, and I have a whole bunch of great memories to glance back at with a beautiful sense of nostalgia.
I love being forty-four as I feel really good inside and continue to welcome the distinct progressions that my unique experience has to offer. 
