I have a feeling that as time goes by, it will get easier handling birthdays. When my friends wish me happy birthday and said "oh, you're 30 and you're old now", i just replied, "yeah, i feel great and fabulous. It's like the world is at my feet". I flaunt those lines real hard that it almost knock they off their feet. You should see their faces. What? It's just what i felt. Don't blame me for trying so hard. And besides, it's my birthday so i'm allowed to do what ever i want.
My friends are the best. Even though they launched a search party in my hair, for an evidence to prove that i'm genuinely 30, which they succeeded by the way, they still make me feel better. I guess that is what friends are for right? They make everything looks better. You just have to allowed them to do that for you. A strand or two of grey hair doesn't make me a grandma. It's in fact a symbol of wisdom and knowledge. So you should be proud to have a few of those. Or you can start putting more iron in your diet.
And hey, there's one thing i learned from my birthday, that family may forget your birthday but friends, never will they missed it. It's a realization actually. So, that'll give you one reason to treasure your friends. I can give you thousands. But maybe another time.
Salut.
