Over the course of the last three days, I've had as many people back out of coming to my birthday party. One of them was someone I asked 3 1/2 weeks in advance because I know how quickly their schedule fills up. Aside from that, I can't get a firm commitment from any one, except my family.
Part of me feels like, because I'm a "grown-up", people don't feel like it's as important. I think for the most part, it may be true. Most grown ups don't really care if you remember their birthday, or at least act like they don't care.
I didn't get many birthday parties growing up. I throw my own because I think it's important to celebrate the fact that I'm alive & that God has blessed me. Every day, every year is a gift from God. Tomorrow isn't guaranteed, so we should celebrate where we are today.
Part of me wants to deny that this hurts, because, "It shouldn't. I'm a grown up now. Nobody really celebrates birthdays anymore." But it does.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
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