I am another year older, it means nothing of course now, a few cards a couple of presents, just another ordinary day... Or is that just me being boring and old?
I remember being excited about my birthday, the build up, the countdown! 4 weeks, 3 weeks, 2 weeks, 13,days, 10 days, 7 days... This year it was pointed out to me that my birthday was in less than a week and I honestly hadn't realised. I don't do anything special, no special meal, no night out, no party; when my daughter leaves home I will probably not even notice my birthday.
The thing I do notice is the anniversary of my Company's founding, somehow that is more important to me than the fact I got older.