It's my party and I'll cry if I want to - but at 51 I don't want to
I've avoided celebrating my birthday for years but I'm finally able to embrace it all this year
I'm having a birthday party. People have asked: "Is it a significant one?" Well, it is to me. They all are. I just turned 51.
For the actual 50th I was so embarrassed about having got this old that I had to hide in another country far, far away and pretend it wasn't happening. I also defied my lifelong phobia and forced myself to ride a motorbike at 20mph to suggest to myself that even if I am 50 I can still be a daredevil and go crazy. My niece Rosa, who life-coached me through the motorbike thing, presented me with a hand-painted card on which there was a drawing of me in a red swimsuit with the words: "You've been alive for 50 years! Congrats, man!"
I responded by saying that I sincerely hope I will be able to say the same thing to her in 35 years. Although I also hope that when she gets to 50, being 50 won't be embarrassing.
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