My Birthday

Today is my Birthday, my 63rd Birthday. Remember when you were little, and you never thought you would be the ungodly age of 63. I haven't even said it yet outloud. I've never had any trouble with six or with three, but put them together, and it' like a foreign language. This Birthday is not a real happy birthday. My daughter is sick, and pregnant with Swine Flu. I'm worried. I just admitted my mother, or maybe I should say I just took her to a nursing home last week. Of course they now call it "Skilled Nursing Facility". I guess those words have to grow on me. But they are just as hard as 63 to say. I put them all together, 63, Swine Flu, and Nursing Home. I remember when I was young, I used to think in 10's. I would have 10 more years till I was 20, then ok, I am still young I still have 20 years till I will be 50, and that will never come. But, news to everyone. It comes, and staying up all night on your Birthday morn will not change it.