June 18, 2008

• It's my birthday and I'll Dye if I want to ...

  Happy birthday to me, Happy birthday to me ...

  Every year I become more and more surprised that the number just keeps going up and I don't feel any older.  I know that I'm nearing the age of my Granny from my earliest memories, but she was OLD already and I'm not.  How odd is life.

  I have been so spoiled this year with wishes, cards, e-cards, and presents.  I love presents.  For a long time, I didn't get presents for my birthday or very many other occasions.  When people I worked with got flowers, I was always happy for them, and also a little envious because I wanted to be the kind of person that had flowers sent to her.  When my girlfriends got presents for birthdays and Valentines Day, I smiled and genuinely enjoyed their pleasure in the gifts, but also had that pang of wishing that I was the kind of person who inspired the people (person) in her life to want to please her with beautiful things as well.

  This year, I got SO spoiled.  There's no such thing as "making up for".  The gifts I've been given have nothing to do with the gifts that never came.  The gifts I have been given this year have each touched my heart in ways that make me feel really humble.  I've been given the gift of memory (as one person remembered something I'd mentioned a long while back and gave me something I wanted but was unable to find for myself), I've been given fun, beauty, extravagance, and the thoughtful effort that goes into searching for the exact right thing. 

  How Cool is That?

  The only thing I have planned for today is to have my roots dyed. 

  I spent a great deal of time yesterday going through the tourism sites and planning my "itinerary" for a week in Chicago.  Hooo boy are there a lot of things to do there.  I'm gonna make next week into seven days of celebration of being happy, healthy, alive, and filled with the blessings of friendship, love, acceptance, and pleasure. 

  

   

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