Just kidding. I
really do love birthdays, and while I do not feel it is particularly necessary
to celebrate my own, I cherish how it brings together those I love.
32 years ago my
mother braved the labor and delivery of her first born. A redheaded baby girl
was born and her name was given. No one could guess what the last 32 years
would hold for me, but the Lord knew. He knew the excitement, joy, heartbreak
and tragedy I would face. He knew what people He would need to bring in and out
of my life to get me through different parts of my journey.
There are times I
think it would be nice to go back and change some things…maybe handle them
differently, worry a lot less and laugh a lot more. There are moments I wish I
could go back and tell my former self that it is all going to be alright…really.
However, I also know that going back would probably alter the person I am today
and the person I am today is who I need to be. I’m always aspiring to do
better, but I appreciate the pains in my life. They helped to shape me.
I look forward to
what the Lord has in store for me. I have big dreams and I hope to see them
fulfilled. I look forward to many more years of laughing and loving on my
children. I look forward to settling into the forever home that my husband and
I are building. I lived expecting God to do great things in my life and in the
lives of those I love and pray for.
I am thankful for the
people God has brought into my life. I’ve learned that I do not always have to
be the “strong one”. It is okay to be transparent and vulnerable, although it
is far from easy for me. I’ve learned that you cannot change people, but I can
change my attitude. I can love. I can love big. I can love others with the love
of Christ.
I sincerely hope that
this next year is the best year yet. I pray good things…health, prosperity, and
friendship to name a few. I pray for grace, protection and peace. These past 32
years have flown by. I remember as a teenager how 30 seemed so old, and now, it’s
sometimes hard to remember that I’m not 25 anymore. Life is funny that way.
My mind struggles to accept what my body knows…but that won’t keep me from moving
forward. I will earn every laugh line and gray hair. I will cherish every late
night cuddle and early morning sing-a-long. Our lives were not meant to be
lived in a sedentary state.
So, here is to many
more birthdays. Here is to a year better than the last. Here is a huge “thank
you” to the Giver of Life for thinking I meant enough to be a part of the
bigger picture.
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