What happened on this day just a "few" years ago? My parents became parents to a green-eyed, curly hair daughter...me!

I am 68 today. 68 is one of those years that isn't a big number year. Years that end in 0 or 5 seem to get more attention than years that end in 8, except for 18, the year of adulthood. 88 is cool because it's a double 8. But 68 is a big year for me. My grandma (Dad's mom) died when she was 68 from a blood-related cancer. My dad died at 68 from a blood-related cancer. And guess what? I'm not going to, unless something shows up and spreads through my body in the next year. At my last physical, my doctor said everything looks good, to keep doing what I'm doing, and she'd see me next year. 

Sharing a couple thoughts that resonate in my soul:

Personal growth and the pursuit of dreams are continuous processes that don't have an age limit. "Never put an age limit on your dreams" challenges the notion that there are certain things one should or should not do once they reach a particular age. I roll down grassy hills and run through splash pads with my oldest grandchild and will do so when the other two are old enough to experience that joy. I challenge myself to do more and more difficult yoga poses and to take classes to broaden my horizons. I am not going to sit around and watch TV all day. For me, one of the blessings of aging is a change in priorities. I’m less about pleasing others or doing things out of obligation, and more about what will nourish and enrich my soul.

This one really speaks to me, too.

Today is Mexican Independence Day, a national holiday in Mexico. Maybe a margarita tonight! Cheers!...¡Salud!