The number of years someone has been on this planet is a great thing to celebrate. I’m all for it!
Today is my birthday! Happy Birthday to me! Silly to say? Who cares?
I’ve been through an illness severe enough that my next birthday was extremely uncertain – two years in a row.
Now, it’s my birthday. I am healthy. Let’s celebrate!
And so should you. Every single birthday. (Well, every day really; but that’s not what this post is about.)
Birthdays are when we are thankful for the years we’ve been given and look towards the next year (or years) in front of us. It is a great time to think about what we would like to accomplish, or where we would like to travel, or who we would like to spend more time with.
Birthdays are great.
They are also a great day for memories.
Can you remember your favorite birthday as a child? I do – it was a roller skating party. And my Grandpa (who I loved more than life itself) bought me a brand new pair of red, glittery, roller skates with their very own red, glittery case. Yes, you read that right. I was cool.
Can you remember your worst birthday as a child? I do – my birthday (obviously) is close to Halloween. I got sick on my birthday and my mom had to cancel the big Halloween party she had planned for my birthday. My younger brother and sister tried to make me feel better by bringing me a paper bag full of candy. I threw up in the bag. Bad day all around.
Can you remember your favorite one as an adult? Oh, there are a few I could recount. But I’ll just repeat one memory – the year a lovely group of friends gave me a surprise 40th birthday party the year I turned 39! It was hilarious. I had to produce my driver’s license to prove they were a year off. So stinkin funny. I still smile like a Cheshire cat when I think about it.
Oh, maybe I’ll retell two: On my 18th birthday my beautiful niece, Suzanne, was born. We love sharing a birthday. It has granted an extra special touch to my birthday for many years.
Why wait a whole year for a special treat for yourself? Why not celebrate the date of your birthday every month. Of course that kinda stinks for those of you born on the 31st. You’ll have to make it extra special on the 7 months that have 31 days.
I’m going to do that. Every month, on the 27th, I’m going to do something fun or surprising or spoiling. Let me know what you are going to do on your birthday date this month. That way I can steal your idea.
The Birthday Girl
Our days begin and end with our Creator:
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. Psalm 139:13