It's ya birthday...
Go shawty, it’s ya birthday.
I turn 38 today.
Birthdays always seem to make me reflect on life. Where I’m at, what I’m doing, where I’m going, you know the drill.
Upon waking this morning I rolled over and picked up my phone from my nightstand (it’s actually a metal vintage shop stool that’s painted bright, shiny red and we screwed a blue desk lamp from Ikea into it, it’s FABULOUS). I had received at least 15 birthday messages today while I was still sleeping.
Even though my husband so sweetly reminded me yesterday that I’m closing out a decade of my life soon, while he’s just beginning the same decade of his (he’s 31), on this day of love, that happens to also be my birthday, I’m going to choose to reflect on all the love I have in my life.
People started their morning today with me on their mind. What a freaking gift to be valued by other people so much that they sent me birthday love text messages first thing this morning.
My friend Melanie sent a message that said “May a little of the love you so freely give to others come your way today.”
I love people big. I have genuine interest in other humans. I love to watch people grow into the best versions of themselves and when they cheat themselves it hurts my soul. I will pour all the drops of my cup into other people, sometimes to my own detriment (I’m working on that). Melanie is right, I give love freely, but it’s returned to me in spades.
If you are here, reading this, that means in some small way, even if it’s just on the blog, we do life together and I want you to know that I appreciate you. On this day of love, know that YOU are loved, because I have enough love for everybody (that includes me, because 38 is the year of “love you more.”).
Happy LOVE day!