How’s That Hill Looking Now?
A noisy group of teenagers lined the back of the sanctuary, holding balloons and signs. Though birthdays are regularly acknowledged at the monthly Family Shabbat Service, tonight was different. The rabbi was turning forty on this very day and the members of Orange Coast AZA and L’chaim BBG felt it deserved special attention.
We fancied ourselves rather sophisticated and clever. With our “Over the Hill” balloons.
Particularly funny as we all now stand on the precipice of forty.
But forty really did seem a long way off at the time. After all, we were only fifteen. Forty year olds seemed to have their lives together. Owned homes. Completed advanced degrees. Had children.
We were their children.
SO — happy sixty-fifth birthday, DadGiraffe. From your soon-to-be “Over the Hill” daughter.
it is pretty crazy, isn’t it? when we were 15 EVERYTHING over 20 seemed so darn old. as i approach each age now, i think…hmmm….that’s not so old! ah…perspective.