I turned 37 last month. Getting older never really bothers me, I don't feel any different than I did when I was 18, and I just figure that getting older sure beats the alternative!
I will be 41 on August 25th. I love birthdays. It's a big deal to me. I don't want to ignore it. I love growing older. Each year brings something different to my life. I missed out a lot in life by being extra shy and afraid of my own shadow. Although I am still shy and afraid at times, each year it's a little less. I can hardly wait till I'm 50 to see what changes I have made.
I am 24. I love celebrating my birthday, even though it often gets overlooked by Valentine's Day, but that is really only a problem with my boyfriend. My mother and I actually share a birthday, so we always make a fun, girly weekend out of it. Yay!