I woke up this morning with that dread that comes with knowing you are a year older. I never have felt this before but I have never been made to feel so old either. I was greeted with what you see above when I came downstairs thanks to my stepdaughter, Kenzie. She apparently made it with Johnny and hung it up. I then received these little “cards” from both Johnny and Joley.
It is great that kids can still appreciate the goodness of a birthday. I have had a ton of “Happy Birthday” messages on Facebook, half from people that I rarely ever talk to. I also received a very nice card from my mom and dad, who are always great about making days special for me.
Unfortunately, my husband hasn’t found the time to even send a text message to wish me a happy birthday. I should know better though. He has never been big on celebrating days about me (birthday, Mother’s Day) and I end up being upset and let down. Thank God for my kids who can make me feel special with a simple hug and happy birthday.
So, yeah. I am not in a great mood about being 35. I would be okay if this day were just over already.
How do you feel about birthdays? Do you do anything special on your day?