It’s not a landmark birthday by any means. It really should just come and go with minimal expectation and recognition, but for some reason it’s not. Every year it gets harder and harder to get friends and family together to celebrate, everyone is so busy! And I get that because honestly, so am I.
I don’t know why this birthday is making me think about all of this anyway. Despite my hot pink highlights and 2 still healing new tattoos, I know that I’m an adult. I’m married, raising and educating two children, a homeowner… Grown up, right?
I guess it’s my ongoing selfishness that makes me wonder. I want people to stop what they’re doing and celebrate my birthday with me! Presents optional, of course. 😉 I still want someone to bake me a cake and throw me a party. Childish, right?
This side of heaven, I know that I will continue to be selfish. I won’t be able to vanquish this I foe here on earth. But I hope that by next year, I’ll have made some progress and be able to enjoy my birthday without pouting on the inside. I’ll grow up a little more.
But I may have another new tattoo and blue highlights next year!