Ever since I was a little girl I have loved my birthday. I look forward the phone calls, the gifts, the cake, the party and all the other hoopla that goes along with your birthday. Some years my birthday fell short - I have to admit - I mean who doesn't have that real sucky birthday.
Let's reminisce. I was around 11 years old. I was wearing a pretty purple dress, I was very excited about my birthday party and my mother chose that day to let me know that we were moving to New Jersey. While I have come to really love New Jersey, at the time all I knew was that my parents were getting divorced.
Happy birthday!
Jump ahead to my 31st birthday. Both of my parents had just passed away, and I was sitting in the bathroom at ADP with my best friend taking a pregnancy test. My birthday present that year was my best ever, my darling son Max. So in five minutes, or however long those tests take, I went from a sad birthday to a happy one.
One of the great things about a birthday is looking forward to the phone calls from everybody. I have calls that I've kept from my sister, my brother, and now my grandchildren singing happy birthday. I wish I had had the technology to keep the calls from my mother or my father wishing me a happy birthday. How wonderful it would be to hear my father wish me a happy birthday today!
Today, those phone calls are replaced by Facebook wall postings and e-cards. In some ways that's better, because for someone who loves birthdays like me you get so many more acknowledgments of your special day. In other ways, I still look forward to the special phone calls and those special cards - things you can hold on to.
I have been lucky enough to spend my birthday in Paris with my husband, celebrate a milestone birthday with friends and family, and have quiet birthdays. All birthdays are special - even the sucky ones!
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