Forty-three birthdays – can you believe it? I still feel young in many ways, and when I look at you, I think you seem quite young still, but it's strange to say "forty-three years old" out loud. Age is just a number, but it can't be completely dismissed. We’ve walked a lot of miles, had a lot of adventures, and put our bodies through a lot. Sixteen feels like yesterday and also a lifetime away. Is fifty just around the corner?
Recently you encouraged me to go get a facial; you’d just had your first one and loved it. I too enjoyed it thoroughly. I also enjoyed being told I had the skin of someone at least fifteen years younger than I am (or did she twenty years LOL). It’s all genetics, in my opinion, I did little to take care of my skin until recently. Now I have a skincare routine, but just barely. I will have more facials though. According to the facialist, it’s best to get a facial at least four times a year with the changing of the seasons. I think I will. You?
We've celebrated most of our birthdays together, although not all. Thankfully, only a few of them were on stage. The thought/memory of an audience singing to me on my birthday makes me cringe, even though I love being on stage. It's hard to explain, but it's true. I've never been a big birthday person. Every year, I struggle with what to do, and to feel. This year, it'll be a quiet one – a day off in New York. I prefer celebrating the "big ones" – 30, 40, 50 – while the ones in between don't need to be extravagant. Dinner and a movie would suit me just fine; similar to Christmas, I enjoy the anticipation leading up to my birthday more than the actual day.
I attribute my practical, organized, and formal way to my Virgo nature. I love telling people I'm a Virgo and hearing them say, "Ah, that makes sense." I don't know if I come across as quintessentially Virgo, but at least in my mind, I do, and I appreciate being seen that way. There are so many Virgos in our family that I adore, and on my birthday, I often spend time thinking about them. Do you?
In preparation for my birthday, I bought a few new outfits, got a haircut, and had the aforementioned facial. I feel ready for forty-three. I also compiled a list of things I'd like to do in the next couple of years, including plans for my fiftieth birthday. I won’t share those just yet. But this year I am looking forward to another stretch of touring and creating with you and more time reading in my cedar hot tub (an early birthday gift to myself).
So, happy birthday, sister. Here's to another year.