HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME

Birthdays are weird. I used to love my birthday. Hell, I used to celebrate my half birthday. They were like the carnival and circus all rolled up in one. But I guess I must be getting older because they just aren't that special anymore. I was asked what I wanted for my birthday and I couldn't come up with anything. I have been blessed and I am actually content with what I have. Weird, never thought I would get there. Now don't get me wrong a new 84 inch plasma wouldn't get returned but I don't need it. So much has happened in the last 18 months that I have seen needs and wants in a whole new light. I will always want to be successful but I know that my success is no longer what defines me.