Sorry, Mad Hatter, you only get ONE birthday. And today is mine.
I’m writing this post with my presents from my hubby wrapped (staring at me, thumbing their noses at me because they KNOW I can’t open them until he gets home), before my birthday lunch with a friend and celebratory dinner with the hubs…
Thinking to myself, “What do I want?”
Earthly things? These come and go. The next great cell phone is only fantastic for a short time, then it is quickly replaced by the next next great cell phone. Awesome clothes can get burned up, molded from flood, or (when I wash them) stained by bleach. I want a house and a new car but I know those won’t make me truly happy. Even if I had all the money in the world, I bet there are still things that I would want but couldn’t have.
Know what I want? Memories. Experiences. Time with loved ones. Treasures of the heart.
My wish is that this birthday wasn’t all about me. I want it to be a thanksgiving for all the wonderful people who are the reason for my joy.
Family. I love my mom. My back went out this week and she came through big time. She cleaned my apartment twice in 7 days and we immediately destroyed it both times. *cough* babies did it *cough*
And let’s not forget Dad. Together they are the voices of wisdom that I have always listened to…right before I did whatever I wanted anyway 🙂
My super awesome husband who is patient (important when you’re married to me!), thoughtful, and really hunky.
A big boy and 2 babies who I love to pieces.
3 sisters and 2 brothers who are, one and all, always there for me. We may have had our tiffs in the past, but as adults we’re pretty cool people. And, let’s face it, the rest of my family that I’m connected to makes me feel proud to be a Davis/Irwin/Stevens.
Friends. My friends are quality people. I consider myself blessed to know so many good people. We may not always talk or get together but each of my friends holds a place in my heart. One of the many treasures.
Instead of a happy birthday, I consider this my 33rd happy blessed day.