Tuesday was my 34th birthday and like every year I was super excited about it as soon as Nid’s birthday party ended. I don’t know what it is but my birthday always gets me excited. I don’t expect much from anyone anymore but still the fact that it’s my day still makes me happy and giddy.
I came home from work late on Monday night to find two bouquets of flowers on my dining table and two birthday cards. One bouquet and card from my neighbors who have become a second set of parents for me and grandparents for Nid. The second bouquet was from my hubby, the card hand picked by my little munchkin, who managed to even write my name on it. What an amazing way to start my day. If that wasn’t enough, the hubby had a cake and present hidden away to surprise me with when midnight arrived.
The next day, when I walked into work, a former colleague turned best friend who left for Japan earlier this month had left a birthday card with another colleague to give to me on my day. Her card brought me to tears because she remembered to leave me a card and bring back all the memories I have of us together.
Later that day, a frequent customer that I always chat with brought me a box of pastries. Her little gift was such an unexpected gesture and gave me another reason to feel blessed and happy for it being my special day.
When I got home in the evening, my dining table was set and dinner was waiting for me. But it wasn’t the hubby that had done all of it. In fact, my parents drove all the way from across the city to bring me a home cooked meal. My mom had made all of my favourite dishes including her amazing and my favourite desert and had set up my table with candles and all so that the hubby and I could have a nice candlelit dinner since we couldn’t go out for dinner that night.
I must say this year more than ever I felt blessed and loved like I haven’t in a long time. I didn’t get big fancy gifts and didn’t expect to either. But the few people I have in my life that I truly love, respect and live for and some I would’ve never expected anything from have showed me that growing old isn’t so bad and material gifts will just wear and tear or tarnish over time; but small gestures can make you feel so happy to be alive.
This was one of my best birthdays ever. I haven’t had so many tears of joy since the day my kiddo was born. I don’t want to jinx the blessings that are upon me but had to write about them and put them out into the universe so that everyone around me and near and dear to me knows how thankful I am for them and for my life.