It is just a number.
The sad thing is, I remember my father's "Over the Hill" party. Ohhh. . he was so old. RIGHT?
Just a few short years away.
38 is definitely NOT what I thought it would be.
I don't feel a day older than say, 28, in my mind.
Here is to hoping my mind stays young.
Because I KNOW there is no hope for my body. . . with gravity and all.
2011 and 38 are going to be a BIG BIG year for this family.
I will tell you why soon.
But, right now, my only intention is to CELEBRATE.