I will admit that I was not in the best of moods this year. I'm usually not one of those people that want to tsk tsk their birthday away - hey, I'm not shy - a day where people can celebrate me, I usually say bring it on!
But this year has not been without its challenges, and I won't lie, this time of year it's hard. The reminders are everywhere, especially when it's so fresh.
So, this year I wasn't in my usual happy birthday mode. I was feeling kind of low, honestly, feeling sorry for myself for all sorts of reasons. I'm at a new job, away from all of my friends. Poor me. No fun lunch plans for my birthday. Oh, woe is me. Oh, yeah, and I'm old. Poor me again.
Well, how incredibly silly that was. Because you know what? Things are pretty fabulous. I've got a pretty fabulous family, and pretty fabulous friends. My husband's pretty fabulous, and so are my new co-workers.
So, for the text messages that started at 5:45 a.m. and came sporadically all day, thank you.
For the birthday songs, thank you. Especially my grandpa and Jacob -classics, I tell you.
For the winter flowers delivered to my work, the card from my old co-workers (I miss you guys) and the food from my new co-workers, the gift from my new boss, the card AND call from a friend I haven't seen in years, the early birthday wish from a procrastinator extraordinaire, all the calls and voicemails, the birthday dinner that you didn't have time to cook but did anyway, and to Kevin for humoring me in the countless ways I made you because it's my birthday, thank you.
To my old job who did the nice thing when they so, so didn't have to, thank you, thank you.
Thank you all for reminding me that I have so much to be thankful for, and for making this a pretty darned good birthday after all.