B day

There is an internet meme that has one look up the number one pop song the week you were born and then post it.  I've been kind of embarrassed that mine is "It's My Party and I'll Cry if I Want To."  It is not uncommon for me to cry on by birthday though.  There is something about the celebrations that makes me sad.



I have plenty to be grateful for of course.  My kids keep veering back and forth between disaster and awesomeness--either way they are both pretty grown up and responsible for their own success or failure.  My parents are old now but managing fine.  Being someone's mother, wife, or daughter isn't really enough anymore.  I have to be my own someone.  I'm giving myself one more trip around the sun before I evaluate.  I don't have a strategic plan for how to use the next 12 months.  Maybe I'll do a tarot card for each.  Today was  Four of Stones   My interpretation book talks about thunder, about knowing and conquering fear and finding my source of strength.