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.