When I was younger, I always looked forward to my birthdays. I’d wake up very happy, have a great day, and I’d be a bit sad as the day came to an end.
I realize that nowadays that joy disappears.
These past few years I’ve been asking myself, what is a
birthday? What does it mean? Why should I
celebrate it? It’s not an achievement: it’s not that I’ve done something. It’s
just given to me. Or rather, it just happens
to me.
And birthdays are not different to any other day. We just
make it ‘special’.
I might need a few more birthdays to change my mind :)
But what I got today is a family that cares for me. Friends
that think of me and are happy for me. And that’s more than enough. The warm
weather today (and a really good mark) is a GLORIOUS bonus. GLORIOUS :)
But
people matters most.
The time I spent with my Creator is also on the front line.
The chance to just enjoy His creation, His gifts, and to dedicate my life again
to HIM was precious.
So maybe birthdays are about relationship? About
re-analyzing who really cares and who you really cared about and want to spend
your (birth)day with.
As for me,
I’m so glad I have the right people around :)
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