I wanted to embrace my auspicious day with grace and gratitude. I wanted to be calm, cool, and collected on The Big Day. Meditation every morning surely helped.
As a Stroke Survivor, I treasure every single thing. I even appreciate sitting upright in my desk chair and typing this to you, because there was a time when that would be impossible. And I'll never forget it.
A stroke underscores the absolute preciousness and precariousness of life. And whilst I was recovering, I never, ever imagined I would hit this birthday. Ever.
Okay. Say it, Bonni. And say it proudly: I am 70 years old.
Many thanks for all of the phone calls, texts, messages on Facebook and Instagram, friends. I am ever grateful for it all.
Love,
Bonni