In the past, my birthday month has been the time to celebrate the passing of another year — sometimes with gratitude and sometimes with dread. The aging process is indeed, a consideration.
Sometimes I have saved for a special treat or bought a new outfit. One year, I treated myself to a mani/pedi. Another year, to a massage. One year, I splurged on too many food treats which meant I spent a great deal of November doing detox. Lesson learned.
This year, I have decided to be more reflective and do something a bit different. Instead of a focus totally on giving myself something, I want to offer a bit of myself. My medium of choice is to post daily gratitudes — some piece of who I am and why I am grateful. I’ll post these on my Facebook site, so you can follow me there.
One of the main posts I plan to write is on my actual birth date. Spoiler alert: to thank my mother for life itself. For carrying me all those months. Dealing with swollen ankles, morning sickness, backaches, and the acute pain of labor during a time period when pain killers were not given for birthings.
One year, on my actual birth date, I sent my mother a thank you card. Then called her in gratitude. She was quite surprised and I think— delighted. Now, of course, I cannot call her, but I can ask God to interrupt a bit of her heaven’s activities to remind her I’m thinking about her.
I’ll also be journaling about each of my birthday month gratitudes, because well—that’s what I do. Reflect, journal, write. Repeat.
And perhaps some of those journal entries will become new blog posts. We will see. The beauty of words is that we never know where they will go or in what context they will show up.
The hope of a birthday month is to examine each day with joy and offer myself to the world: to love God and love others.
But also to love myself and be all God created me to be. During the Octobers of life and every month before and after.
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Living through a birthday month is a reminder to pay attention to each day. Day by Day: Hope for Senior Wisdom.