Ironically I turned 36 twice, well sort of....On my 36 birthday a friend made me a wonderful birthday cake with her daughters, who I love and adore! The cake was very simple and had upon it two candles. A 3 and a 6, I had arrived early for the celebrating of my 36 birthday, a world series game and pumpkin carving ~ the makings for a wonderful birthday!
On my 37th birthday- the celebration mirrored many that were shared before. The same friend and her daughters once again made me a simple cake, upon it two candles. A 3 and a 6. The world series was on and my beloved Yankee's were playing, we were up to our elbows in pumpkin guts as we carved a "winning" pumpkin design and once again the celebration was wonderful! It never occurred to me when blowing out the candles I was actually 37 and not 36. So excited that my friends thought of me and made me a special cake ~ I was overwhelmed by thoughtfulness.
It was nearly 6 months later when someone asked me how old I was. I replied a very happy "I am thirty-six." My son who was twelve at the time started laughing. "Mom! You are not 36 you are 37. Stop lying about your age!" I argued with him, I told him YES I was 36 and I could go back and show him the pictures from my birthday. I would show him the cake. It was then he told me to do the math and I did. OH MY... I was 37! WAIT, WHAT???
I phoned my girlfriend and laughing I told her that I had a picture of my cake and although I loved she thought I was 36, I was actually 37. She laughed back. "I knew how old you were, I didn't have a seven so I used the six again. Donna, we laughed all night that you never noticed." OK it was funny, very funny actually. And it was most funny because I was none the wiser. I was so happy to simply have been thought of I had no idea how old I really was.
And so with my birthday only twelve days away ~ it only seems fitting that I should write what it is I truly love in the way of birthday gifts. My husband has asked a number of times "what do you want? " I can say with one hundred percent honesty...simply to be thought of.
I'm not one who needs a banner, big beautiful packages, exotic trips, expensive dinners or fanfare. I love sweet thoughtfulness. A cake (cherry chip of course!) with a candle or two - and if you don't have the correct candle's clearly I am okay with that! When someone has been listening to me along the way and remembers when I've mentioned "ohhh that would be nice" I do like that. I also like when one makes time to think ahead and maybe make something, or create something. My daughter and son have always gifted me wonderful handmade cards, those I treasure! The thoughtfulness in that is heart warming. I simply like being thought of....
Every Good And Perfect Gift Is From Above
Being thought of. I think about that and it has me pause and think about my "thoughts" to Jesus. How awesome to have a relationship in which knowing you are being thought of is more than enough. To pause and pray, to acknowledge Him. To stop in the middle of the day and say "thank you Jesus", to think of Him. To spend time in the morning just focusing on Jesus, thinking about Him ~ the blessings, the praise, the journey with Him in my life. It is as though daily, I am celebrating HIM! What a gift. And it seems so simple, but ohhh the magnitude in the simple. As I'm counting down to ME DAY ;) I am being very mindful of HE DAY... each and every day.