So today I am 60 years old.  I’m officially an old woman.  Sixty.  Wow.

I had a good birthday.  My son was very attentive all day.  He knows I’m very emotional and wanted to keep me happy.  We went to the movies in the morning, I had visitors in the afternoon and we watched a DVD at night.  On Sunday my family is getting together to celebrate.  I wish they hadn’t organized this birthday lunch.  I would rather just ignore the day.  It is not a big deal to have a birthday and right now I don’t feel like celebrating without John.