This post could be alternately titled, “Why I wept all day on my birthday.” And, no, it wasn’t because I was depressed about turning 31.
I turned 31 yesterday. I’m a birthday person. I love birthdays. My parents always made birthdays a pretty big deal, with a fun family breakfast, gifts, and sending balloons or flowers to school. Even in college, I always received flowers from my parents. I just love birthdays.
But I was kind of dreading this birthday. I knew I’d take the kids to school and then I thought I might just spend the day by myself until I picked the kids up from school at noon.
And then my sweet friend Megan asked if we could spend the morning together, and I was just excited about having a morning with a friend.
When I woke up yesterday morning, I picked up my phone and already had five texts from precious friends wishing me a happy day, and telling me they loved me.
And I checked Facebook. If there’s ever a day to love Facebook, it’s on your birthday. It’s this wonderful reminder of all the people in your life that you’ve known from all different life stages. It’s a reminder of a blessed life. When I checked Facebook, I saw that my dad had posted the sweetest post about what happened in his life 31 years ago. And I wept.
I thought of my sweet parents. And immediately thanked God for the people that they are and the people they brought into my life.
Todd and the boys wished me a happy birthday, brought me coffee in bed, and Todd gave me a larger-than-life framed print of 13-month-old Hudson. It was something I’d wanted to have framed for years and we just never did it. And I saw that print of my baby boy, who is now 4.5, and I cried again. It was such a sweet reminder of how fast time flies and how beautiful my two little blessings are.
I told y’all I was emotional. I was just completely overwhelmed with gratitude.
Throughout the day, I continued to get texts, calls, comments on Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram, and while I know it only takes a second to wish someone a happy birthday, I was thankful for each and every message.
There is nothing like a birthday to remind me how truly blessed I am.
It’s the start of another year. I have no idea what’s in store for this year, but I am so very thankful for the people that I’ve had the privilege of knowing along the way.
Yesterday wasn’t full of grand plans, but I felt loved. And I do feel loved every single day.
Thank you for helping to make the day special.







