It was my Birthday yesterday. You’d think I was important or something. My social media just lit up like a celebration – Facebook and Twitter just loved on me like nobody’s business. I kinda liked it.
Family showed up with phone calls, emails, texts, cards, drop-in visits – a multimedia extravaganza.
I was given food – my mom bought me lunch, my hubby ordered dinner, my mother-in-law brought my unique “cake” which is a hollowed out half cantaloupe with a riot of different fruit filling it to bursting so that a candle can sit inside it. Truth be told, I don’t love cake people. I know, relax. It’s a travesty. But these “fruit cakes” (fairly apt for me) were the result of a gaffe one year that saw my actual cake landing on the basement floor behind the freezer and this was my MIL’s save. Ever since, she spoils me with the reminder. It’s kinda awesomesauce.
There were gifts. Everything I asked for actually. Umbrella, nice insulated lunch bag, key chains (I got a few so I have lots of options), nice boots, a bubble tea outing with my girl, shirts that I spotted, a gift card for books. All of these are appreciated, and perfect for me.
But then I got these:
“Thanks for always being there and supporting me. You are still the #1 Mom”.
And:
“Thank you so much for always being there for me, even when I don’t answer your texts and am grumpy. I am profoundly thankful that we are able to talk about anything and everything…”
And, this tweet:
Ummm…I’m a caress on his soul people.
My seventeen year old son actually wrote the words #1 Mom.
And my nineteen year old daughter likes me.
So, as far as birthdays go, this one was so much more than enough.
M
Those are AWESOME birthday gifts. I’m so sorry I missed wishing you a happy birthday yesterday, Mary. It sounds like you had a most wonderful day. And fruit cake? I could totally get into that.
Intimate connection to fruitcakes. LOL. Thanks for the wishes Sharon.
I read “nice boots” as “nice boobs”. My mind is officially trashed. -sigh-
The notes from the kids and Gary make me weepy. Best gifts around. Glad you had a great birthday. Now, about this anti-cake stance…..
Well, I already have nice enough boobs I think…so I didn’t ask for new ones, lol. Now boots? Those I need.
I’m well loved aren’t I? And let’s go about the cake…
Oh Mary… your posts always leave me teary – in a good way!! Happy Birthday Weekend… might as well stretch this out! xo
I think I’m glad if they make you teary…in a good way. Thanks for the wishes – lots of giving thanks over the weekend. Enjoy yours too.
It just goes to show you how much you mean to people and how much you are loved by many
You have to love me. I’m your kid.
You have clearly put a lot of love out there for it to come back to you in so many different ways. And since your present wishes are so successful perhaps you could share tips. Happy Birthday again Mary.
Thanks Kat. I hope I do put a lot of love out there – the world needs it. As for success in present wishes. One word: LIST. Small, specific, laser-focused.
Mary, what a lovely birthday – and so well deserved. The way you love and are loved in return are an inspiration. So happy you felt appreciated and loved all day.
Thanks Mocha. What a kind thing to say
I think I missed your birthday. I’m so glad to hear you had a wonderful day. It sounds like you’re well loved.
Thanks Mara. I am that.
I’m sorry I missed your special day. Belated best wishes and I hope you enjoy a fabulous year. With friends and family that love you as openly and as fully as they do I think you have the best gifts in the world.
P.S. but new boots are always great too
LOL, new boots are good. Yes, I am lucky that my husband and children can express their love openly. That is truly a gift.
Happy (belated) Birthday
Thank you fellow Libran.