Birthday Reflections

Photo by  Annie Spratt  on  Unsplash

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

Last weekend I celebrated my 37th birthday. It’s hard to believe that I’m 37 especially since most days I feel like I’m still in my 20's or my early 30's at the most. I definitely don’t feel like I’m in my late 30's or even middle-aged despite what my birth year says.

Last year when I turned 36, leading up to my actual day of birth, I would randomly start to cry. I couldn’t even put into words what would make me tear up, more than likely it had to do with the fact that there were parts of my life that I thought I’d be further along in. It didn’t matter that I had already accomplished so much, there were other things, life things I had secretly hoped for (husband and kids) that I felt were so beyond my reach and not having them would make me tear up in frustration.

Ironically, when my actual birthday came and went, I was totally fine. No tears and nothing to feel sad about. So this year, I didn’t know what to expect. But as it turns out, I learned a lot from last year's mini breakdowns and I continue to learn much about myself and life with each passing year. And as my 37th birthday came about, the thoughts that plagued me last year were no where in sight.

In fact, what usually is just a dinner with a cake turned into a 4-day birthday celebration. Completely unintentional.  And in life, doesn't it seem that the best things that happen are those that happen spontaneously?! For me, the best part was that there was plenty of time to reflect on the past year, give thanks for all the goodness that occurred, to look for the lessons in the situations that didn’t make me happy, and to remember to stay hopeful in the uncertainty of the future.

I learned new lessons and relearned old ones. And I got to spend all of it with people who mean a lot to me. I actually didn’t get to blow out a candle this year, it just never came up so no wishes were made. But instead, I thought of the plans I have in the works so far, started a mini book club with a friend where were going to hold each other accountable on our personal development readings, and said a prayer of thanks for all the goodness in my life.

It isn’t much and that 4-day celebration was really a lot of meals with those nearest and dearest to me. But it felt good and it brought me a lot of joy. There was nothing more I could ask for. I am happy.

And in case you’re wondering, there still isn’t a husband nor kids, but that’s okay. All in good time. ;) 

37 feels good.  How about you? When your birthday rolls around, do you ever reflect on the past year? How do you feel? Do you feel what you wish to feel? Share with us below!