I'd much much rather be behind the lens than in front of it; in fact, I generally do everything that I can not to be in front of it. But for the past several years, I have gotten into the habit of taking a "selfie" on the morning of my birthday. So, here I am, looking 60 squarely in the eye and loving it. I'm coming to peace with who I am, "warts" and all. I know where I want to be, and I'm learning what I need to get there.
It's been an awewome day, a day filled with "pigeons" roosting everywhere in my classrom (more on the story behind the story later), a "pyramid" from my students filled with what I need for my next life (I teach a unit on ancient Egypt.), a bucket of ashes filled with dead flowers for my "passing," and a heartfelt eulogy at the end of the day! All of it done with love and laughter.
Dinner with friends, flowers from Phil, good chocolates to nibble on, and a gift from my own kids coming tomorrow.
Life is good great!