This summer I mark my 44th birthday with little fanfare. Apart from being numerically interesting (I'm not much into numerology, but I do appreciate the symmetry of two identical numerals), it's no biggie. Like most people, I give more attention to birthdays ending in fives and zeros.
That said, I do appreciate every birthday. I never thought I would see 30 when I was diagnosed with HIV at the age of 22. Every birthday is a chance for me to give thanks to the universe for still being alive.