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Somewhere after 30, I began to lose track of how old I was. There was something exciting about 30 for me and I was glad to count up to it, but then 31, 32… not too much going on.\u00a0 I don’t really care too much about age, maybe because people have always taken me for a high school student, but 35 seems different. So each time I was asked my age, I would think about it… “am I 34? 1976… to 2006 would be 30 then add 4. Right, I am 34.” So that means this year I am 35. As of yesterday, I am 35. <\/p>\n

But sometime yesterday it hit me that I really do need to celebrate these birthdays now. Not to bring you all down, but I do have a lot to be thankful for and celebrating another birthday is a gift. I don’t think we were ever in a place where we thought I may not make it to 35, but you just never know. We pray that cancer is behind me.\u00a0 That I never have to sit in the doctor’s office and hear him say “it’s back.” That I never have to break out my chemo hats that I just recently packed away. That as much as I long for heaven, I do get to enjoy the blessings of living out my years with my husband and my girls. So, yeah, let’s celebrate. And we did.<\/p>\n

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We took the family out for dinner, as the snow began to fall again, and we enjoyed cake back home. I had really come to a place by that time, that I was happy with my day. I had felt doted on by enough people. Then my doorbell rings and a couple of friends are standing there ready to “momnap” me for some coffee around the corner. I was surprised and truly blessed by their thoughtfulness last night.<\/p>\n

So, I say hello to the “toward 40 years”. And gladly say good-bye to the things that we endured at 34. Thank you for all my birthday wishes. How would all those people have ever known without FB? <\/p>\n

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