Tuesday, April 2, 2013

C is for...

"Count your age by friends, not years. Count your life by smiles not tears. " ~John Lennon

I turned 45 in January.  I spent the day in somewhat of a slump.
I honestly could not believe that I had just turned FORTY-FREAKIN'-FIVE.
I certainly was counting my life through tears.

However, the number of my age is true and I simply just had to face it.

Then, I saw this quote by the great, John Lennon and I had to smile.

My life has been no crazier or worse than anyone else's and full of smiles.  I have spent the last 30 of it with two of my very best friends in the world, Debra and Kelly.

I have mentioned them time and again throughout my blogging history but they are worth the mention again.

If I count my age with my true friends, the friends I know outside of Blogger or Facebook, then it totals up to just three...Debra, Kelly and of course, Tamirisc.

Three. I can handle that!

Think of the things three year olds do.

I can play on the swings, while someone pushes me. I can squish play dough while singing silly songs. I can read books while sitting on the big stuffed teddy bear, all the while wearing my tutu and cowboy boots. I can take naps, on the cot,with my favorite stuffed animals and pink blanket that hasn't been washed for two weeks.

Yeah!

I can make mud pies outside with that boy Tamirisc, who is older than me but willing to play.  He is very nice.

I can play puzzles with that girl Kelly, who is younger than me but is so smart. She can do puzzles pretty well. She will also want to play school with me because I know she and I want to be teachers when we grow up.

I can make castles out of tables, chairs and blankets with that girl Debra, who is younger than me. We will then hide under them. We certainly will use markers and things to decorate. Someday, I may bring her flowers because she likes them.

Yeah, I will count my age by the friends I have and my life with the smiles they have brought me.

Then tomorrow, when I look in the mirror and see a 45 year old's face, I will smile and dream of what I can do again because I am really only 3.

That is the truth and it makes me happy.
~Naila Moon

12 comments:

Marcy said...

Quotes! What wonderful quotes. Snippets of wisdom. I'm glad that you can measure your life by good friends and smiles. What wonderful advice.

Megan said...

First of all, happy birthday. Love this post, it reminds me of RENT. This post made me smile. Thanks for sharing!

Memories of yesterday said...

I adore quotes and how we can all take so much from so few words. Even if we have lots of friends and our age is higher, still what blessings!

Thanks for coming by my blog so that I can come over here and get to know you better. :)

Amber said...

I love this post! Not only a great quote, but a great philosophy. It's interesting how it's not the decade that sucker punches us but the half decade. I had no problem with 30, but when I hit 35, I hit the same slump. Next year will be 40 for me, and it's not bothering me in the least. 45 though.... we'll see.

Unknown said...

What a wonderful quote! I'm sorry that you're birthday has you feeling a bit down. I think this quote is a wonderful philosophy to live by. It's positive, life affirming, loving...keep smiling and happy birthday Naila.

T. Powell Coltrin said...

Shall I say there will be more depressing birthdays? We can only hope. :)

Robin said...

I think it is about the quality and not the quantity. If you keep your focus on quality, you can't go wrong!

XmasDolly said...

That's such a wonderful way of thinking. I'm so proud of you. It's a great Post.

Adaptable Kay said...

I personally believe that age should be something to celebrate instead of curl up in a ball and cry at. Seriously, each birthday means you're ALIVE and have knowledge to share, things to do, people to see...Age gracefully is my motto ^.^

So it's no wonder I LOVE your post! I think part of aging gracefully is connecting with your inner kid to swing, make mud pies, and put together puzzles (among other things).

Patricia said...

My favorite birthday was 50. It was then that I felt like I was just me and not trying to be what everyone else wanted and expected. 60 was good and 65...this year...ok. Looking forward to the next decade. I wonder if I will still be surprised to see an old(er) woman looking back at me in the mirror or if I will be used to her face by then.

DebraE said...

Ok I need to NOT read your posts/blog @ work... You make me tear up... LOL :) I love you!
And yes we can definitally build castles and hide :) !!!

Dawn Embers said...

That is a great quote. I'll have to remember that, maybe post it some where so I can see it near my birthdays. Now to go make some friends.

Good post today.