Birthdays…

When we are young, we look forward to our birthdays for the special treats and treatments. The ice cream, cakes, balloons and if you are lucky – a party. Birthdays also mean you can be mean to your siblings or classmates, you will be excused from the usual household chores or you simply feel like the “it” girl for a day.

Today, I turn 29. I don’t like this number. Not because I am “older” now but the number 29 is like a mediocrity to something I have been looking forward to…the day I will turn 30. And that will be another story.

This day may not be over but I am thankful for the love of my family and friends. Love that transcends time and place. I live far from my parents and siblings and from my dearest friends that I grew up with. On the other hand, I gained new friends here, the best and true-est.

Any celebrant will feel most loved when someone greets just to let you know that they remember your special day even if you haven’t heard from them for months. I can’t help but felt so loved when I recall that they only learned about March 4 just 4 months ago. It is heartwarming. Genuine friendship it is.

A quote on birthdays says that, ” Your birthday is a special time to celebrate the gift of ‘ you’ to the world. But I think that every birthday I celebrate the eternal gift of my parents.

Twenty-nine years ago, my mother released me into this world  and let me experience life. And for twenty nine years, I bear a lovely name that my father gave me. My father got my name from one of the Beatles song, “Maxwell’s Silver Hammer”.

Maybe because of motherhood but I attained that self-realization that I should keep this day as a day to be more grateful for the best gifts I have..the gift of life ( from my mother) and the give of name ( from my father).

To my parents, thank you for the 29 years. I love you both.