Today is my 41st birthday, but I'm not feeling very celebratory. The past year hasn't been a very good one in so many ways, and I don't feel very optimistic right now that this year is going to suddenly be a lot better.
Mostly, I'm just tired of being sick and feeling lousy and I want my life back. And I guess I need to find a way to live with this illness and be happy it's not worse. But I'm not there yet. And it doesn't help that as soon as I get used to one set of symptoms, they morph on me.
Guess I just have the middle-aged birthday blues.
Happy St Patrick's Day - This song always brings a tear to my eye... May God give you... For every storm, a rainbow, For every tear, a smile, For every care, a promise, And a b...
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