60th Birthday Party

Yes, it’s mine.

Tonight.

Not that I’m wanted it.  I told my sister and my mom that I didn’t want one.

I don’t really want to turn 60.  I’ve been bummed out for the last four months.  I’m not looking forward to turning sixty.

Which is in 9 days.

But after thinking about the party thing I decided to let them give me a party.  I figured they were going to do it anyway.

And they were.  They had something  planned. 

And they were super excited that I was letting them.

My only request was a pool table so we could shoot pool. 

And I’m not getting drunk. I probably won’t drink at all.

I have to admit I’m a little excited.

I didn’t want it, but I’d rather see my cousins at a bar than at a funeral.

I’m having breakfast alone this morning at my favorite restaurant feeling darn lucky that I have family and friends I can spend my birthday with.

And I’m contemplating what is yet to come.

Maybe my sixties will be good…..

After all it’s better than the alternative.