Almost perfect birthday...
So yesterday was my birthday, and it was almost perfect.
The not-so-great stuff in my day was my own doing of course. I discovered shortly after I started my day that I had made a mistake at work that may turn out to be very costly. I frequently tell my kids that beating themselves up over mistakes is pointless and only serves to work against them; that one should take responsibility for the problem, be determined to try to not repeat the mistake, work out a plan to achieve that goal, and move on...so naturally I spent quite a lot of time simply beating myself up over my own mistake. My oldest kindly pointed out my hypocrisy, of which I was already uncomfortably aware, but I'm very proud that at 14 she sometimes has the ability to offer insight with gentleness.
Anyway, after I got up I was greeted by the girls yelling, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" with hugs and a huge card that they had made from a deconstructed cardboard box. I have no idea where I'm going to put this thing, but I love it. Along with their names and some artwork it says:
45 Years of...
Love Peace Hope
Laughter Friends Hardship
Hating Soup Mischief Fun
(For the record, I don't actually "hate" soup, it just seems like a lot of work for not much payoff.) Anyway...
I also got a wonderful painting from Amy which I love. It's a girl with flowing text which says, "It is better to light a candle than to curse the darkness." I think that's her way of telling me I need to quit my crotchety-old-man bitching (and she'd be right).
In the afternoon we went to see 'Me and Earl and the Dying Girl' which was a wonderful movie, and perfect for a birthday. So perfect was watching a movie that addresses death on this particular day that I've decided that I want this to be an annual tradition; to do something which involves the topic of death. If I am going to recognize my birth day (which already happened long ago) then it makes even more sense to acknowledge my death day (which became certain even before I was actually born and gets closer all the time.) Keeping death in mind is not something I find morbid or scary; it helps me to be grateful for what I have, to keep in mind what is important, and to truly enjoy every moment while I'm here. In short, death awareness makes me more likely to light a candle rather than to curse the darkness. :)
After the movie we wandered over to Bull Moose and browsed the used books and records. Amy picked up yet another translation of the Yoga Sutras, but I didn't get any books (prefer the library). I did come home with some used vinyl though (AC/DC's Highway to Hell, Handel's Messiah, The Sound of Music soundtrack, Jethro Tull's Songs From the Wood, and a 45 of YMCA by the Village People) all for under $5. Sweet.
Next was a trip to Home Depot and then we decided to have breakfast for dinner at a local diner. I got a combo that takes up two large plates and ate all of it. (Sometimes death awareness also encourages me to eat whatever the hell I want.)
When we got home we went for an hour-long walk then sat on the deck with an amazing ice cream cake made by Amy. So good.
And here we are today. Another birthday really. Every day is a new birthday.
Happy birthday to you!
Make this one amazing, for you may not get another. <3