I celebrated the big 39 last week. One more year as a 30-something. The 30s have been nice, but I am not afraid of approaching 40. I remember Marjorie Paye Hinckley (as a seasoned 80-something) once saying that the 50s were her favorite decade of life. So I have hope that the best is yet to come. There is much that I look forward to with age and much that I am anxious to leave behind.
Right now I definitely don't long for the past. And I look forward to the future with hope. But for right now, I am happy with where I am now and look forward to a good (better!) year ahead of me.
Here are a couple shots of our celebration.
Emmie made this cake all by herself for me. Isn't she creative? And isn't there a lot of fire there?
Some of my seminary kids rapped me a birthday song (which I can't get on here for some reason. But it's on my facebook page.)
And not to be outdone by the seminary kids, my own kids rapped me a song as well.
2 comments:
You sure are loved, Tiffany!!
My cake making wife would totally dig the strawberries. Good job Emmie!
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