Over the past few years, I must admit that birthdays had become a time when I became somewhat of a dour, reclusive creature. Suddenly unavailable for social gatherings, I would skulk through my day avoiding eye contact with co-workers, leaving phone calls and email unanswered, waiting urgently to take those critical days off (that I made sure I saved) that wrapped securely around "THE BIRTHDAY." It really became a system. I even managed to avoid getting a dreaded "40" wake thrown for me at work.
Who needs the fuss! Kids stuff, right? After all, we get older every day. And if someone wants to buy a gift for someone, they don't need to wait for a special occasion. My list of justifications could go on and on...
But last year, I worried and prayed for my grandfather as he struggled with major health issues for the first time in his life, and then rejoiced as he overcame his health crisis and was able to enjoy his 89th birthday.
And it suddenly became absolutely clear to me what all the fuss is about. Birthdays are a special opportunity for the people in your life to take time to think about you - who you are to them - how you are special to them - what you may be going through in your life right now - what joys you may be celebrating at this point in your life. It is also a time for those people to let you know that they are happy that you are in their life. That is the true celebration. And that makes me truly joyful for everyone's birthday.
So this birthday week has been different: I went to work all week. I answered my phone and my email. Enjoyed a wonderful lunch with my co-workers and then a dinner with my family. I'm even taking time off next week for a special birthday family outing. Guess I had some celebrating to catch up on. :)
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