There are sixteen days until I turn twenty-six. Twenty-five was an awesome year. I’m hoping that twenty-six is even better. I’m not one to panic about getting older. Like a good scotch, I get better with age.
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May all your years be good years. 🙂
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Thanks so much, Brenda! 😀
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You do indeed! Advance Happy Birthday! 🙂
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Thank you, Dean! 🙂
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I feel the same way! I’m happier now than I’ve ever been, so I do agree with that old adage: “With age comes wisdom.” (Though I still have a lot of things to learn.) I celebrated my 30th birthday for a week. I hope you have a lovely birthday, Samantha!
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😀 I totally agree, Miranda! Thanks so much!
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