I’ve been thinking about birthdays recently and how sometimes we don’t realise how special each one is.
I guess as you get older the excitement wears off, I mean who really wants to be old.
But I believe that we look at it the wrong way.
A birthday marks the passing of another year that you were blessed to be here.
Now I don’t wish to sound maudlin or miserable far from it, I want us to realise the celebration of life.
When my children were younger every birthday had a party, we celebrated with family and friends. It was a celebration a real time to rejoice, but as we all get older its becomes less so.
I think often of Livvy and the fact that we only had 9 birthdays to celebrate with her. I give thanks that we celebrated each one in style.
Birthdays are times to let the people you love and cherish know how much you value them.
So be it a 21st or a 42nd let’s celebrate the gift of a year and the blessing of having each other in our lives.