When I was young, before I turned about 10 years old or so, birthdays were a really big deal in my life. My Mommy made them a big deal by giving me huge parties, inviting lots of kids my age and also putting the news of my birthday celebration in the local newspaper. I have all the clippings from the paper and the invites she sent out, in my baby book. She took pictures and home movies and made me feel like princess for the day. Today I feel like a princess still on my birthday.
My daughter called me this morning. She called me yesterday too and I am so happy I could burst. It is the best present I have ever had to know that we have mended the issues that were between us and we are close again. I have missed her more than words can express and I never want to put anything in front of our relationship again. I have everything I could ever need.
I have an abundance of love in my life today. I have food in the cupboards and gas in the tank of the car. I have two jobs that are bringing me a good income and I have much to look forward to in my life. I feel beautiful and cherished and I am extraordinarily happy this year on my birthday. I am 44 years young today.
My dear, sweet Mom passed away when she was just 49 years old. As I approach that age myself I am reminded of just how young she was when she was taken from me. I miss her every day. I miss her especially on my birthday since her birthday was so close to mine on the 11th. We celebrated many birthdays together. I loved her more than life itself and I still do. But now I am also celebrating the love I have for my daughter and the love she has for me. I will cherish that love always.
Happy Birthday to me.