Tomorrow’s My Birthday
Posted by Gail | Filed under Thinking Out Loud
I love my birthday. For years I’ve given people reminders on the daily for weeks leading up to my birthday. I do birthday count downs. I buy myself presents.
This year is the first in many that I’m actually looking forward to my birthday again. Thank heavens I threw myself a big bash 50th the year I turned 45! (Hey, what better way to hear, “Gosh, you look great!) My real 50th sucked because it was just six months after my marriage imploded. It’s the one I was sure would last forever and when it ended I was heart-broken. I just bore down and did what needed to be done so that I could get to the next day. I kept myself really busy. And because I’m a glass-half-full kinda girl, I didn’t do too much whining. I counted my blessing. (I have a lot of blessings so that ate up a lot of time.)
With my 52nd birthday around the corner I’m more like my old me: Happy in my heart. I find myself whistling and laughing to myself a lot more. And all that’s left now is to figure out what I’ll buy myself this year for my birthday.
When you look at other people’s lives you never know what shit they’re dealing with. It may look all rosy from where you’re standing, but everybody — absolutely everybody — has crap in their lives. It’s how you deal with your crap that makes all the difference in the world.
If you’ve hit a wall, if your life feels like unadulterated hell, if you can’t imagine ever finding your feet again, breathe. You must KNOW that this too will pass and you must BELIEVE that you can have the life you want. It may take some time. It may require that you just bear down and do the day-to-day for a while. Remember, where you are today is not where you’re going to be tomorrow. So suck it up and push forward.
And for y’all who are having a great life, I hope you’re remembering to say, “thank you.” It won’t always be sunshine and buttercups, so enjoy it now and store up the energy for when your storm clouds appear on the horizon.
Life is a series of cycles. We go up. We come down. We coast for a while and then we hit some bumps. We work hard so that, in the end, it all balances out.
There are days that I wonder if I’ll make it to bedtime. Then there are days like this one, where I’m full of optimism and joy and anticipation. (Can you imagine how boring it would be if every day was like every other day. Shoot me!) Overall, the joy exceeds the terror, so I have a good life. And when I go to bed at night, for every day that’s been fabulous (most of them) I end by shouting at the top of my voice, “I love my life.”
Then I listen to my children chuckling at their idiot-mother and I know how blessed I am.
Bring on the next year! I can hardly wait to see what it brings. Happy Birthday to ME!
Want to win a copy of Debt-Free Forever? Tell me a joke for my birthday. If I laugh out loud when I read it, I’ll put your name in the draw. I’ll give away 5 copies of Debt-Free Forever in total. If you want it autographed, let me know. (I don’t write in people’s books unless they want me to.)