An older car has character.
Firstly, happy birthday. And don't mind the sixth decade - life continues to get even better, trust me!
And how beautiful is little Posy? She's gorgeous. What stories she could tell. My mum's and dad's first car (when I was a baby) was a Morris Minor. Do you know if Posy was renovated? Such a collector's item!
And thank you for that calculator. Of course, I wanted to!!!!
It confirmed what I've always believed - Australia Day! But how about this? Like you and your schoolfriends all conceived on a special day, my brother was conceived on Australia Day, exactly 4 years later. Well done Dad and Mum!!!
This was a wonderful post, Rebecca - poignant (dear Posy) but fun and informative and so you. Thank you.
You and my eldest son are the same age. He was born near the very end of January. (30th)
I used to think I was adopted, because I was the eldest and only girl in a succession of brothers. Oh how I longed for a sister. But my mother told me later in life, after I’d asked her the “Was I adopted” question, “No way! Your father and I tried too hard for two years after getting married to conceive you!”
My mom, who was basically a tea-totaler, related that Dad had gotten her tipsy on New Years Eve, and I came along at 10:35 PM on October 1st that same year. I was bummed. It ruined my fantasies of having been snatched at birth from a castle in a far off country. At eleven years old I felt more like Cinderella having to be caregiver to three wicked younger insufferable brothers while my mom worked nights. (Dad was gone by then, took off and married the baby sitter.) True story.
I still love and keep in touch with my step-mom, she was like the sister I never had at only 12 years my senior.
Another wonderful read. Happy sigh. (Happy birthday too!) I can’t remember all the things I wanted to comment on, but there were a LOT of emotions on the way through.
- I must admit I’ve never thought about the date of conception potentially being an embarrassing fact!! You learn something every day. Smirk.
- I ADORED the photos. (And I remember those photos of you in the shower. You’re doing well for 26. Grin.)
- The health stutter was clearly a time of great angst! I’m so glad you are still here with us today.
- and we never forget our first car. Or our first job.
So much in here to love. Thanks so much dear Rebecca. 🤗🤗😘😘🌼🌼
Happy birthday. *HG*
I went to the site you referred to and I found this:
I was conceived between Apr 7-15, 1972 (might have been conceived on Easter).
Number one song was "A Horse With No Name" by AMERICA.
Number one film was THE GODFATHER.
I share a birthday with Kate Bosworth, Dax Shephard and Cuba Gooding Jr.
Happiest of birthdays, Rebecca!! I hope it was lovely and you were surrounded by so much love from family and friends. There are so many things I could write in response to this wonderful, bordering on tender, post. Birthdays are a big deal, and a great touchstone for reflection. I think you and I share similar experiences, car-related and otherwise. I relate to your response when folks want to know your age. 😄 My answer to that is "30 something". What makes life fantastic, year over year, is an open heart to wisdom and learning, and running after awareness and the depth of our experiences. Cheers to you! Happy, happy, happy birthday!!! P.S. I ADORE the pics of you as a child, and your car. I want that car. Beyond precious. 🎂
Happy B-Day! You are but a youngster, Rebecca. : )
Rebecca, Happy birthday! It seems we have yet another thing in common, a November birthday! Do you enjoy your birthday as much as I do? What fun this post was. I love the photos of the Morris Minor, such a cute car! I agree with Prue below, I continue to enjoy my life more with each decade! 💜
Happy birthday Rebecca! I'm a few months older than you, and I too used to be stuck on 26!! I think that's because my friends and I used to say, incredulously so, that we'd be 26 in the year 2000, as though it might never happen. I've struggled to remember my actual age throughout my 40's ( just from being rubbish with numbers) and was quite excited to reach half a century. I am relieved to find that each stage really does value and need different things, and whilst the body starts to creak, I like the different perspective.
Loving the photos capturing your joy and your classic car. I can't bring myself to check conception time though...some things are best left unknown...!💜
I'm September 4, a Virgo. There are so many Virgos because there's so much poor decision-making from December 24 through December 31.
Anyway, happy birthday!
Happy birthday! We are almost birthday twins - mine is Guy Fawkes Day (which we don’t celebrate but I want to burn a Guy on my birthday some year, dammit). Today is my dad’s birthday. He turned thirty, then promptly became a father the next day. It was a busy week for phone calls home.
Wait! In that newspaper clipping I sent you, https://terryfreedman.substack.com/p/reply-to-rebecca-22, it says you are 27. I don't understand it. My (unsolicited) advice to you, now that you are almost a pensioner, is:
1. Buy a zimmer frame now because the prices are bound to go up.
2. Get rid of Jim and get yourself a toy boy.
3. Do I what I've done. I now identify as a 25 year-old
Glad to have bin of help
We had a Morris minor too, till I wrote it off. Same colour as well, except mine was the estate version. I loved that car. It seemed so simple compared with today's ones!
Lovely analogy about the wheels coming off.
Sixth decade - it's but a road bump. You might find time running just a bit faster, however. This was a fun post,
A new orbit! How fortunate! Wishing you so much joy. The 50s are an amazing time. Many women I've known really come into their own in that decade.
I can't tell you how often I've puzzled at the way we calculate age in the Western world. But, even more perplexing, in my opinion, is that we inadvertently follow the same calculation rule for other sorts of things. For instance, in 1998 I helped launch our local farmers market. When it came time to recognize our 25th year, there was a lot of deliberation. Some felt it should wait until 2023, but others, like me, agreed that the proper year was 2022. Otherwise, it would be as though we totally discounted our first season.
I don't need a website to identify my date of conception; my mother spilled those beans many years ago when I admired a photo of her at a Halloween costume party. She winked at my dad and said, "You know what happened that night..." 😳😊🤣
Happy birthday!!! And what a fun newsletter!!!! Thanks for sharing it!!!
Happy b-day! I’m not brave enough to try the calculator… 🤣