At a gathering this evening, in response to a group wishing someone a happy birthday, I blurted out (totally without any thought I would say this) - it was my birthday too. Everyone was so pleased, and one asked - "what's the big number"?. I threw out 23000, which was more than 1000 off (tough real time math calculation), and drew slanted heads. But my point was - it was my true birthday. Each day you have been alive is a true birthday, whether when one has cancer or other ailments, or none at all. Tomorrow will be another. And the next day, and day after.
I am sure my thoughts are not original. If they are, please give me artistic credit! Seriously, isn't that a nice way to look at your life when you know god, nature, or whatever you believe in, is granting you the gift of life each day!
Happy Birthday to the strong, smart, and hopeful people on this board!