One Year Older But My Life Is Not Over!

Cycling in Melbourne

Cycling in Melbourne.

Cycling in Melbourne.

I thought the surprise cake and birthday song last night was it and boy am I happy it didn’t end there because today, my life has truly just begun!
Breakfast prepared by Ray and Vanessa.

Breakfast prepared by Ray and Vany.

Vanessa and Ray made me a scrumptious big breakfast while my brother, Nic, brewed me a strong cup of my favourite drink – coffee! After that we went to the carpark area below our apartment for me to practice cycling; I haven’t ridden in decades and this is the first time I’m biking on the road… But in the end, I survived albeit a few scratches here and there and yelling “sorry, sorry” and “get out of my way” along Swanston Street.

Coffee is my favourite drink. My brother, Nic, made me one today. No, not this one. He's not a coffee barista!

Coffee is my favourite drink. My brother, Nic, made me one today. No, not this one. He’s not a coffee barista!

I am very happy for my children (and their friends), family and friends, especially Steven Labbe, who made me 2 very nice birthday cards, even my primary school teacher, Ms Yeow, who remembered me today and gave me their blessings and well wishes on Facebook, private messages as well as overseas calls from Valerie and Ryan.

Today, I am a year older and a new phase of my life has just begun. Aging is not lost youth but a new stage of chance and strength, plus I think I have reached an age where I’ve learned everything, I only have to remember it, lol… I don’t want to live by the calendar nor hemmed in by my chronological age for I may miss out on potential opportunities.

Birthday lunch at Hunky Dory Melbourne.

Birthday lunch at Hunky Dory Melbourne.

“At age 20, we worry about what others think of us. At age 40, we don’t care what they think of us. At age 60, we discover they haven’t been thinking of us at all.” – Ann Landers (1918-2002)

And so I am moving away from the egocentric concerns of youth to the more realistic perceptions of midlife and older adult that I am now, and I realize that I am no longer the center of my children’s universe. As a result of this realization I feel free to do what I want and not constrained by what I construe to be the opinions of others (who themselves are thinking only about themselves). Thus, in respect to growing older, my wisdom is expressed by focusing on what is truly important to me at least.

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I asked myself: “How old will I be if I don’t know my age?”

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Age is a matter of mind; if you don’t mind, it don’t matter.
So, grow old along with me, the best is yet to be!

Happy birthay to me and those who share the same day 🙂

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2 Responses to “One Year Older But My Life Is Not Over!”
  1. Lignum Draco says:

    That’s a real big aussie breakfast. 🙂

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