Celebrating my turn of the year
Today marks the start of my 47th turn around the sun. For the 2nd year running I spent it with my Dad, yet the celebration is small.
For me, this is actually normal. It’s something I accept, but should I? Or is it in fact part of my healing, my releasing and changing, to stop settling for, pretending it isn’t special to honour the day one is born?
Age itself means nothing. Spirit and energy mean everything. I'm infinitely blessed with all my life experience to know who I am more clearly now than I did even just a few years ago.
Every year now I get dozens of beautiful messages and well wishes from people who know me, and even people who barely know me thanks to Social Media, but I admit every year to being a little overwhelmed.
After 30 years of paying my born day no heed, I still find close to 100 message of support, love and good wishes overwhelming.
30 years of not having the day of one's arrival into physical being acknowledged past a nod, and admittedly a very big hug from my mum, who always said you can never forget the day your babies are born. This means such an outpouring of ‘being seen’ that its the anniversary of said date, and such a great outpouring of love, care, compassion and deep heart, from many people who've never even met me, well, yeah, processing this today, deeply, more deeply than ever before.
So yeah it’s funny again this year to be with my none born-day celebrating dad, and while he doesn’t wish me any wishes for the day, he did state it would be nicer to have me here today.
However we had lunch out, and we talked about the day. All the same stories as I hear most years:
The police knocking on his door to get him to go up to the hospital as my mum had been rushed for am emergency cesction and they had no phone (yes I'm that old ).
The bird nesting outside the hospital window near the lift and the sign that said 'Quiet mum at work.
Them bringing the wrong baby to the nursery window. He knew it was wrong because that baby had a blue label and I obviously I had a pink one (hey maybe there is something in giving a different colour to each gender ).
It doesn't matter how many times I listen, I appreciate his memories, even more so without my mum to talk about them now. I miss my mum as I write this, she should be here to celebrate this day, always. She risked her life to have me, although of course I know she is and I'm in the last home she knew, so as close as I can be to her.
Thanks to you all for honouring this day with me. Now because I would love to give something back to everyone, I have a massive offer for everyone.
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