Life begins: Birthday celebration
New things: #1 Celebrating me
Whew. I’m glad that’s over!
If you’ve been following my blog, then you know how I got to the point of choosing to live. For me, it was an emotional roller coaster, but it was so necessary.
If not, please go back and read my first two blogs. I think you’ll find them interesting reads.
Ok so here goes it. It’s December 31st 2016 and I’m reflecting on the past years events. I’m thinking about all the…medium.com
In any event, I find that it’s always a difficult but necessary process to evaluate where you are in life. To examine how you got there. Often times we like to gloss over the difficult things in life in an effort to just make it through.
To just move on.
So when I decided to become a blogger. Yea, I’m a blogger now. LOL. I knew that I wanted to be open; and vulnerable. I wanted to be authentic. I knew that I wanted to look in the face of the very things that frightened me, and take control over them. I knew that I wanted to discuss my past and how that affected me. How it changed me. How it started to give me a new outlook on life.
So when I woke up January 1st, my birthday, I thought to myself: “Self. Now that we’re here, what should we do today?”
And for the first time ever my spirit echoed. “Let’s Celebrate you!”
That’s when it dawned on me.
As an adult I don’t recall ever celebrating me on my birthday. I’ve never looked at this day as anything other than what it was. A year of getting older. Wiser. A day that everybody celebrates; with or without me.
I mean, I’ve always felt like it was an inconvenience to bother people with my birthday. Before my separation, we would have cake and ice cream; celebrate with family. You know, do family things. But even then, my mindset was never about celebrating me. I always did whatever people planned for me to do. I never took responsibility for what I wanted to do. I didn’t think I needed to be celebrated. I didn’t think it was a big deal.
Maybe I didn’t feel like I deserved it on some level. Like it wasn’t special enough. I mean, I did share this day with the world. But I now realize that I never chose to make it about me. To make it matter. To make it special.
And, in never choosing, I never celebrated me. I didn’t even know I had the power to do so.
So, today that would change, and I’m already feeling alive.
So since I’m feeling all alive and shit, I devised a plan!
For the first time, today was about me! I decided what I wanted to do. Me. Nobody else.
Below is a recap of my day.
This movie was deep. It touched on so many emotional topics. I thoroughly enjoyed this film. It made me uncomfortable at times, but it made me realize the power of choice.
Buffalo Wild Wings
At this point, it was late and I was hungry. Nothing else needs to be said. 😕😂.
Mom? Can I spend the night?
I decided to stay at my mom’s. Granted I have a key, but she didn’t know I was coming in town. It was a nice surprise for her. 😍😍😍
Lunch with my everything!
The next day my mom and I went to Red Lobster. She love’s this place, and I love her. She means everything to me. 😍❤️️.
Drinks with my sister
My sister and I enjoyed a couple bottles of wine and talked. It was the first time it was just my sister, my mom, and I in forever. BTW, don’t worry we knocked off a couple different bottles. The Nightjar is safely at home in the refrigerator. 😂😂😂.
Dinner with the fellas
I got to catch up with my old college roommates; Antonio and Kevin. Shout out to Will who couldn’t make it. These dudes are always there for me. Much gratitude. Even though you guys put a fork in my future plans. LOL. It’s definitely all love though.
Cupcakes with the kiddos
So, I picked up the kiddos from their mom’s house. They sang Happy Birthday to me back at my mom’s house! A beautiful end to a beautiful day. 😍😊.
All in all, I had a ball. I had the best birthday I can recall in some time.
I truly wanted to celebrate me, and that’s just what I did.
What I realized is that it’s all about your mindset. It’s all about how you chose to look at things. You are responsible for you. You are responsible for your own happiness.
Takes some time out to celebrate you. Even if it’s just on your birthday.
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