I admit that in the weeks leading up to today I did a lot of trying to forget that it was happening. I told my husband that I preferred years that end in even numbers than odd numbers (this year is an odd). He reminded me I said that last year about preferring odds to evens... oh right.
I wanted to freeze time, to not get any older, to hang on to the moment and not +1 my age.
About a week ago something hit me as I contemplated my upcoming birthday...
My daughter's birthday is the most beautiful day of the year. I adore that day. I know that when she turns 24, 43 and 65 I will adore that day just as much as I did this year. It is the most beautiful, pure, love-filled day. It is the day she came into existence and made my life even better. In my books a truly perfect day.
I realized that my birthday is just that for my parents. It is a truly magical day. Each year my Dad reminds me of some of the details of my birth. As he tells me about it, he smiles his biggest smile and I can tell her is reliving it all over again. Today is an incredibly special day for him.
I need to honour today because it is a truly special day. In honesty I am thankful for each year I have under my belt. Each year does somehow get better and more beautiful.
I guess what I am trying to say is, this day is unconditionally special, wonderful and a day for me to cherish. And from now on, I will.
Bring on the +1. I love both evens and odds.