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40 Is Just a Number

Well, my 40th birthday is ending in less than an hour. Frankly, I don’t like that number. It’s an age many people dread. So, I’m just not going to care about age.

And then it happened. I stubbed my toe on a door, lost my footing at the top of the stairs, and went tumbling down. Scraped and bruised shoulder and elbow, scraped hand, and bruised knee.

Happy birthday to me.