...my mother's OBGYN kept a promise to his wife to be home for dinner and I was born at 1:44 in the afternoon. True story.
This is my first adult birthday. Alone. Last year I celebrated with friends on my birthday. This year I told no one at work that it was my birthday and I successfully spent the day as though it were just another day.
Here's the thing though....I LOVE birthdays.
I'm the girl who will ask you what your favorite kind of cake is and boom on your birthday it's right there for ya. I absolutely love the way I feel when other folks are made to feel special on their birthdays. Yet when I woke up this morning I felt like it was just another day...nothing special, just a Wednesday.
Little did I know how blessed and special I would feel by the end of today.
I just want to take a minute and brag on how amazing my friends and family are. I received telephone birthday serenades, countless text messages, phone calls and facebook posts and my heart feels so full. I did not expect such an outpouring of appreciation for my birthday. So thanks for being phenomenal and remembering that today was my birthday.
I've been dreading today a little bit because it's my first birthday without my Dad calling me or sending me random gifts...one year it was a cow keychain that mooed. Once I got a dog he remembered to send her a gift on my birthday too. My wonderful loving younger brother has carried on that tradition....apparently Ellie is getting a gift too :)
So here's to birthdays, multi-modal birthday greetings, serenades, and wonderful friends and family!
Thanks for making this a wonderful first grown-up birthday.
Blessings to you today!