YOUNG, OLD, ONLY WORDS. LET'S CELEBRATE IT!
—The Curious Case of
Benjamin Button, 2008, David Fincher
LET
ME TELL YA, don’t get too excited, I know it’s Saturday, and my aim is to keep
posting my writings mainly on Fridays.
But today it’s a special
day. Today I’m turning 37. Young, old, only words. Let’s celebrate it!
I know that some people
conceal or fudge their age up to their grave. Not me. Societies still hit hard
with taboos. Getting older is one of them. And if you are a woman, even more.
Said that, I have heard
that aging is for a few brave souls. Probably. For me, it’s a matter of
understanding and accepting what Life means. Aging is beautiful when you’re the
owner of your life. To go backward??? No, thank you.
As of my birthday, my
Legitimate Readers will allow me to make a birthday toast. Thanks!
Here we go.
To the risk-takers who not
only have the courage to follow their true path, driven by their hearts, but
also summon up the capacity to not get demoralized and the strength to keep
working on the darkness for untold years, even if they are not getting solid
results, no prizes, no confirmation.
To my heroes.