Day 310- 27
"I submit that all of us are nothing more or less than the sum of who we love. It doesn’t matter whether your family is whole, divorced or divided, the only way to achieve any kind of happiness in this world is by loving a handful of people. I believe we are marked by the people who love us, whether we like it or not, for the rest of our short lives on earth."
Amy, http://thisibelieve.org/essay/1601/
Today is a rare occasion. It is something so rare that it happens only once a year or so. No, I'm not talking about my birthday. What's even more suprising is that...
I am at a loss for words.
I'm not a huge birthday person. I LOOOOOOVE to celebrate other people's birthdays, but I'm just not all that into my own. My parents always make a big deal and send absolutely lovely sentiments and lots of gifts. Tom goes out of his way to do things for me that are special. Amanda sings me at least one silly message. When I'm lucky (like this year), I get two or three :). I can count on cards from other family-- my grandparents and my Aunt Jacky, who still remembers after all these years, and Tom's family and other relatives. I enjoy all of these things greatly and appreciate them deeply, but I certainly don't expect them. I most certainly do not expect any more than this either. I like to have a low key birthday with a meal so good I have to unbutton my pants and some quality time with people I love. I pretend that it is just another good day in the life of me and don't dwell on the fact that it's the anniversary of my birth.
The birthday today was hard to ignore, though. Messages and phone calls were rolling in all day, and I am completely overwhelmed. If I can take this as any sort of reflection on myself, I must be doing something right. I am once again thinking about how unbelievably blessed I am and how very lucky I am to be surrounded by incredible people who ooze love. It all just makes me want to be the kind of person that deserves all of this.
To those of you who are reading who have played a role in making me feel so loved today, thank you thank you thank you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you. If this is 27, I'll take it.
Thank you, 27, you made my day.
Amy, http://thisibelieve.org/essay/1601/
Today is a rare occasion. It is something so rare that it happens only once a year or so. No, I'm not talking about my birthday. What's even more suprising is that...
I am at a loss for words.
I'm not a huge birthday person. I LOOOOOOVE to celebrate other people's birthdays, but I'm just not all that into my own. My parents always make a big deal and send absolutely lovely sentiments and lots of gifts. Tom goes out of his way to do things for me that are special. Amanda sings me at least one silly message. When I'm lucky (like this year), I get two or three :). I can count on cards from other family-- my grandparents and my Aunt Jacky, who still remembers after all these years, and Tom's family and other relatives. I enjoy all of these things greatly and appreciate them deeply, but I certainly don't expect them. I most certainly do not expect any more than this either. I like to have a low key birthday with a meal so good I have to unbutton my pants and some quality time with people I love. I pretend that it is just another good day in the life of me and don't dwell on the fact that it's the anniversary of my birth.
The birthday today was hard to ignore, though. Messages and phone calls were rolling in all day, and I am completely overwhelmed. If I can take this as any sort of reflection on myself, I must be doing something right. I am once again thinking about how unbelievably blessed I am and how very lucky I am to be surrounded by incredible people who ooze love. It all just makes me want to be the kind of person that deserves all of this.
To those of you who are reading who have played a role in making me feel so loved today, thank you thank you thank you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you. If this is 27, I'll take it.
Thank you, 27, you made my day.
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