Birthdays can be beautiful. .

Hard to believe it's a year since I wrote about my "big 85th", but October 19th came and went yesterday, so a year it is. Thanks to my special friend Paul, it was three days of celebration, starting with Saturday night and ending last night with a fabulous stone crab dinner, a frosty apple martini, and a "Happy Birthday" surprise dessert.

When I started this blog 6 1/2 years ago (doesn't that number blow your mind??  It does mine.) I titled it, Age Is Just A Number.  The card on the beautiful bouquet of flowers that arrived at my apartment yesterday read just that. . .plus the sentence. .Yours is unlisted. 

That about sums up how I feel these days.  Lucky, actually blessed, to be healthy, active and still having fun.  I've decided not to think about the actual number. Consider it unlisted. (You may remember my daughter calls me the Queen of Denial.)

Thanks to each of you for reading my blog these many years. It continues to fascinate me how the various subjects I write about often resonate differently amongst the 200+ people who currently receive it.  Some of you I hear from often. Some once in a while.  Some never, but that's fine also.   Some of you I've actually never met.  You've been added on to my blog list by those that I do know, but I'm truly glad you are all out there in my personal cyber-world. By this time you've guessed that writing is my thing.

So if it's ok with you guys, I'm going to keep on blogging.
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My favorite birthday card from my great-grandson Grayson