First, let me start off by saying a quick thank you to Kevin. He patiently endured my birthday grinchness last night, and was understanding and kind. Even though I was not.
During the days leading up to my birthday I tend to get a bit "grinchy". I tend not to want to think about what I want to do that is special, nor do I want to think about what kind of cake I want to have. I don't think about what kind of a present I want, or how I am going to spend my day. I think, I have finally figured out why I don't like birthdays. It's because I have an opportunity to get older, and enjoy time with my kids and family, It's not because I'm getting older, but in a round about way it is because I am a year older...and Jason isn't.
Now that my day is here, I'm not grinchy. I enjoy my day, I enjoy the handmade gifts and hugs from my students. I enjoy the calls from my family, and the surprise treats from friends. I celebrate that I am a year older, and appreciate the fact that I am a year older. I hug my kids and family a bit longer, and make memories with them that will last longer than me.
So Happy Birthday to me! I am a year older, and that is gift enough.
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