July 16th, 2013

If someone asked me to describe my birthday in one word; it would be love. That’s how I felt- from midnight on my birthday until today, and the love is still going strong.

Don’t get me wrong, I feel loved and greatly blessed each and every day, but the outpouring of love on this particular year, the one that I wasn’t feeling as celebratory of as birthdays’ past, blew the others out of the water. It wasn’t about gifts- (it never is for me) nor any of the other trappings that we tend to assign to ‘happiness’, or even pomp and circumstance, but instead there was love. An abundance of love that left me not only speechless several times during the day- but also so overwhelmed with joy that all I could do was cry. There were, and still aren’t words to describe how I felt. Blessed doesn’t come close, even though I consider myself greatly blessed.

What I did on this day was make a promise to myself. That promise was that anytime I felt sad, overwhelmed or ‘less than’, that I would pause, remember every single person and gesture that made the day what it was- and I would know that nothing was going to dull my sparkle. Aside from the love- I am so beyond words-grateful. It was a life-altering moment for me, in a very transcendent way.

Before my birthday- a dear friend emailed me from vacation to wish me early happys and to tell me that she thought this was going to be my best year EVER. I agreed with her and that was BEFORE my birthday.

I’ve taken some time to think about what I would like to acomplish this coming year, what I would like to let go of, and what I’d love to see more of in my life. It’s time to set goals that will bring all of the above and then some into my life.

Love, it’s all about the love. Thank you. I’m grateful.

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