My Glass is More Than Half Full - Orlando
It is still relatively early for me to be sitting down to write my blog tonight but this is a good thing since I have to get up early in the morning for work. Lately it seems as though I've been waiting till 1 am to start writing. Not the best plan!
Last night (well, at 2 this ayem, as my grandfather used to write), I alluded to a birthday. Now, I am 'fessing up because it ties in with my topic. Today is my birthday, all day. I like my birthday. I always look forward to it & I kind of feel special on my birthday. I think this is how a birthday should be, even for those of us who have left many milestone birthdays in the dust. (Maybe I can pass for 39 & holding another year!)
So the problem is (or could be if I let it) I am away from home working on my birthday. As friends and family called me today to share their best wishes for my continued happiness and health, I, of course, mentioned that I had to work.., And they all said that was too bad. But somewhere in there, I realized that working on my birthday was really about the worst thing happening in my life right now and if that was the worst thing, how incredibly lucky/blessed I am to have a life so free of troubles! I have so much to be grateful for and happy about that there is really no room for any grouchy thoughts to sneak in and ruin my day!
After all, my family & I can celebrate my birthday tomorrow, or the next day, or even the day after that if necessary (how 'bout all of the above!?!) And the people who live far from me, called me just the same as if I had been home. Really, the only difference was how I chose to approach the fact that I would be travelling on my birthday, with gratitude & grace or with anger & frustration. This realization is a gift in and of itself. A gift of peace and acceptance. (If I had been home, I would not have an answering machine recording of my 3 1/2 year old grandson singing "Happy Birthday" to me! What a treasure that is.)
The date I celebrate my birthday is not the important part. The people who share in the celebration are what makes it special to me. They are the ones who make me feel loved. So tomorrow, when (hopefully) I get to fly home, my homecoming will be all the sweeter knowing that my birthday, (complete with cards & messages), is waiting for me, the guest of honor. I did not really miss it by being at work!
Stay posted & fly safe.