Dagnabbit, I am OLD...

Today is my birthday.  I am grateful for all these years piling up on me.  Maybe we can all be grateful together, just for today, for what our bodies can do:

Thanks, feet, for carrying me around, even though I have abused you with uncomfortable shoes from time to time.

Thanks, knees, for holding the fort when other joints have failed.

Thanks, hips, for containing those babies who have suddenly turned into adults.

Thanks, spine, for holding me up, down, and sideways as needed.

Thanks, arms, for carrying all that stuff.

Thanks, skull, for keeping my brain safe despite my best efforts.

And thanks, heart, for keeping the beat and for filling with love (anatomically and metaphorically, respectively).