I used to love birthdays because on my birthday I was Princess-for-a-day. And I soaked it up for all it was worth. In high school my birthday often fell during the school week, and for the entire day I would be showered with love in the form of flowers, balloons, and cake! It was awesome. During college and also after graduation I always made sure to plan the perfect birthday party. I loved to celebrate with all of my closest friends gathered around me. My birthday had always been special to me because it was the one day of the year that it was all about me.
This year, because of various circumstances, I knew that I wasn’t going to get the day I was hoping for – a day all about me. In fact, I spent the day running errands for my mom and visiting her at the hospital. She slipped yesterday in the snow and ended up breaking her hip and had to get surgery. I’m very grateful that her surgery was successful and that she will be able to walk in a few days. Originally they thought she wasn’t going to be able to walk for a month or two. So she’s pretty lucky. Sometimes it’s the unexpected circumstances in life that help us to realize and remember what’s most important in life…Loving. Relationships. Being grateful. Spending time with those we care about. Living. Laughing. Enjoying every moment. That’s what I think birthdays should be about – being reminded of the blessings, joys, and loving people we have in our lives.
As I sit here in the hospital writing this, I can honestly say that this is probably the first birthday where I don’t care if it’s all about me. I know that my family and friends love me and care about me a lot. I don’t need a special day to know that it’s true. I’m glad to just be here with my mom and taking care of her. I wouldn’t trade this birthday for anything.
I feel like I’ve grown up a lot in the past year. I’ve realized more than ever how important the relationships in my life mean to me. And if growing older means knowing how to love that much deeper, and making my relationships that much stronger then I choose getting older any day.
So here’s to a happy birthday. Happy, because I know that I am truly loved. Loved by God. Loved by family. Loved by friends. I am loved.
a girl who dreams