I keep four months up on the wall of the kitchen. And another birthday beats the alternative!
Yes, it DOES beat the alternative.
My mother didn’t want to get “old,” didn’t want to be around “old” people and died at age 71.
I hated that she gave up, and determined that I would live as long as God gave me time. And I would keep busy, respect “old” people and enjoy the time I had.
In view of that, I’ll ignore my age, but still celebrate my birthdays! Howzzat?