
Today is my birthday, my own personal New Year. And tomorrow is the Lunar New Year, so it’s a day of new beginnings indeed.
But turning 43 is weird. It’s not a milestone age like 30, 40, or 50.
I can’t all it my Jackie Robinson year like last year or my Obama year like next year.
Turning 43 doesn’t feel special. It just feels old.
But then I remind myself that as a cancer survivor, each birthday is a milestone. And aging is a gift.
My birthday journaling rituals always help shift my perspective.
Here are the 3 things I journal about each birthday…
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