So yesterday I turned 35. I’m not one of those people who stress or gets upset about getting older. That is not what my blues are about. Normally I am excited it is my day. 🙂
In reality I did have a great day. I spent the day with my kids doing something I have been wanting to do for weeks now. We went out and rode the Santa train with my dear friend Shelli and her daughter. My son sat on Santa’s lap for the very first time. He even smiled! We then went and got our Christmas tree and decorated it, with colored lights something I have not done in years. Shelli came back over and made Christmas cookies with me with me later in the day. All of these things were enjoyable… all things that I love to do. BUT… it somehow took all of the me out of my day. I felt like I was getting ready for Christmas not celebrating my bday. That sounds selfish doesn’t it. I guess in a way it is.
This was my first Bday Divorced, with my family on the other side of the continent. THANK GOD FOR My dear friend Shelli! She surprised me with a cake and the only gift I had to open on this day. She truly is my dearest friend and I love her very much. Thank you Shelli for celebrating my day with me and being such an OUTSTANDING friend. Sorry I was late coming to get you yesterday.
I also had lots of friends wish me a happy bday on email and on IM and my Dad sang me happy Bday over the phone as he does every year. I know I am not being rational here but you know… I think what I wanted was to BE WITH all of the people I hold dear, and celebrate not the holidays but my birthday.
I don’t really remember the last time I had a party to celebrate my birthday. Don’t get me wrong…I have always celebrated this day. Just the whole party thing, being with all of the people you love on this day. I think it would have been a great feeling celebrating my first bday in my new life with a bash.