Good vs. evil: You decide

A friend bemoans her birthdays. Another ignores them. I read recently about a celebrity who had lied so often about her age that she couldn’t remember when she was born. (I muttered “Bullshit” after reading that.)

I am 45.

45 1/2, to be exact.

I love getting older. As the saying goes: “Growing old is better than the alternative.”

Facing birthdays got much easier when I finally realized quality of life is about the choices you make.

You can be strong, smart and powerful. Make a series of wrong choices or even one big one, and boom… you walk away thinking you’re weak, stupid and powerless.

Which brings me to one of my favorite Anne Taintor Vintage Revisited pieces:

Anne Taintor rocks! (Note to my nieces: Despite how cool this woman looks, smoking will kill you. All it takes is one cigarette.)

The biggest lesson I’ve learned as the birthdays have breezed by: Life is best when you use your power for good.

It’s true. Try it.

The choice really is up to you.