Happy Birthday to Me: Wanksgiving and Champagne
My birthday marks off the beginning of December - a magical month (to quote an ex-coworker on Instagram). My Wanksgiving (yes, I said, Wanksgiving) came and went. It was a pleasant, hassle free day (to quote my mom). My sibling and I went last-minute grocery shopping before coming home. What’s a Wanksgiving you ask? My take on the American holiday celebration. Instead of running around like a chicken without its head off, making sure everything is perfect, I chose to accept imperfection. After coming home and lugging in the groceries, I took the time to scrub the cabinets clean and wash the dishes. I put together a meal - shrimp, chicken, two types of pasta (one being Kraft mac & cheese), peas, corn, mash potatoes - but no turkey. Everything was delicious and we dug into that chocolate crème pie I mentioned in my last blog post.
Afterward, we enjoyed the rest of the night and watched a new movie. It was all perfect - at least to me.
My birthday was pretty much the same. I did a few errands and pit stops before coming home to celebrate with my family. All in all, it was a great day. I’m glad to say I made it! After the events of last year, I couldn’t imagine getting to this point. I’m glad hung in there. I couldn’t have done so without the love of family and friends - many of whom reached out to me with their birthday wishes. I was truly touched and blessed. A dear childhood friend asked me how I felt about being older. I get called ma’am a lot more than I like, but I’ve accepted it as a part of life and it doesn’t really bother me anymore. I’m not as limber as I’d like to be but that’s probably from me not setting aside enough time to exercise. I’m a lot wiser now. I like that! But where was this wisdom when I needed it? :-D All jokes aside, getting older is a blessing. I truly mean that. After hearing about the passing of a young person I know from an aggressive illness, I knew that it wouldn’t be right of me to say anything less. This life here is all we got. I feel as if I have lost a lot but gained a whole new identity. Despite the rainy days, we have to do our best to realize that above those storm clouds, it’s sunny (my ex-therapist told me that ). I still get moody and blue from time to time (who doesn’t right?), reflecting on past mistakes or hurt but sometimes you have to smile, even if you don’t necessarily feel that way on the inside.
So, this is a new blog post - albeit a short one. Happy birthday to me and to anyone else who made it through another year. If all you did was survive, you did pretty great.!
Do what you have to do to get through the day.
So cheers. 🍾 We’re still here.
As always, with love,
TheWomynWhoWrites.
P.S.: My cousin sent me a bottle of champagne and I got to take a sip - yummy. Celebrating my mom’s birthday today. #birthdaybuddies
P.S.S: I bought more tea :) I’m a happy lady. More on that later.