A Very Merry Unbirthday To YOU!

After reading some of the comments to my self-indulgent post last week celebrating MY birthday I started to feel a little sad. I realized there are many people out there that don’t share my wide-eyed, Pollyanna approach to birthdays. But why not? We should all have people in our lives that celebrate our very existence. And especially around the anniversary of the day we stepped onto this wonderful planet. If we don’t have people in our lives that do this – then we should do it ourselves!

Call me self-indulgent. Call me self-centered. Call me crazy. Call me Jane. (Ah, I just made myself giggle. I crack myself up!) The day we took our first breath on this beautiful place we call Earth was a miraculous day, indeed. For each and every one of us. You owe it to yourself and your friends and family to live it up! Stretch out the celebration as long as you can. For yourself and for those you love. If you have 52 immediate  family members then you get to celebrate all year long! How cool is that?

Turning 30, for me, was a piece of cake. Turning 40, not so bad either. But when I turned 41, I was a little blue. But then I remembered, I’ve earned every single wrinkle, every gray hair, every single jiggle. Badges of honor I like to call them. And the wisdom I’ve gained – immeasurable. Oh sure, I have things I wish I’d done differently. But no regrets. If I had done things differently I wouldn’t be who I am today. I wouldn’t be where I am today.

Celebrating our lives, every day, is a good thing. Pulling out all the stops around our birthday is a great thing. Frankly, I’ve always felt sorry for those of certain faiths (not naming any names and please save your comments preaching to me – I’ll just plug my ears and sing La, la, la, la, la, la) that don’t celebrate birthdays. Marking the day that you made it in one piece (hopefully) all the way around the sun – again! – is such a fabulous miracle. A gift. It doesn’t happen for everyone – really, just open the obituary page in your newspaper. Young. Old. People die every year. I didn’t, this time around. I’m here again for my children, my husband, my family, my friends. And that’s a fantabulous, spectacuwonderfully, supercalifragilisticexpialidocious thing.

So, today I’m giving you permission to celebrate YOU. And you, and you and even YOU! Let’s all have a very, merry un-birthday celebration today. And if it really is your birthday today, well – Happy Birthday! You couldn’t have chosen a more wonderful day to be born!

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16 responses to “A Very Merry Unbirthday To YOU!

  1. What a lovely idea! I’m terrified about my 25th birthday, which is nearly a year away as I just celebrated my 24th November 4th. What I need to remember is that I will be celebrating another wonderful year of life. Merry Un-Birthday to you too! 🙂

  2. Wonderful idea. I’m a bit under the weather today, but I am going to celebrate by cuddling up by the fire and watching the Food Network all day. Bliss!

  3. unabridgedgirl

    You just got the un-birthday song in my head.

    Great post!

  4. suzicate

    I’m with you on having earned every single “badge of honor”.

  5. I know. So many people are all “bah, humbug” about the holidays as well. Like we should feel ridiculous for the “commercialism” etc. Why can’t we just enjoy feeling good about the season and one another for a few weeks without explaining ourselves! Same thing with birthdays. It’s a celebration. Life doesn’t offer much if you reject the little things…

  6. I love this. Especially now that I have kids, I feel a greater urge to sanctify the everyday. And what better occasion to do so than on our birthdays, or even our unbirthdays? What greater gift do we have than our lives?

  7. bookworm27

    Lol.. Now I have that song stuck in my head.

    I agree that we should never take for granted each day we are alive and that we should be thankful for the blessings we have received. You’re absolutely right, every day people young and old don’t have the opportunity to live another day, so we should spend each day living to the fullest.

    And I promise I’m not preaching!!, but not celebrating birthdays has never ever made me feel disadvantaged. My parents made sure to celebrate our lives every day, and taught us to be happy & thankful for every day we have.

    Hope you enjoy your un-birthday and every other day too!

  8. LOL I used to listen to that song all the time when I was a kid! I had the Alice in Wonderland soundtrack on vinyl and that was one of my favorite songs.
    -Jen

  9. “Let’s have a celebration, hire a band and rent a hall…” I agree. I love that my kids get so excited about their birthdays, and I’ve often thought the same thing about all the craziness and embarrassing crap leading to who I am now, and as much as I admire many other people, I’ve never actually wanted to be one.

  10. Love this. I’m going to use this argument next time my husband complains about birthday celebrations. 🙂 You rock!

  11. For some people, like myself, as an adopted person, birthday’s are a reminder that we were given away. However much our adopted parents love us, our birth mother gave us away.

    • *Hugs* I can’t pretend to know how you feel and I’m so sorry it feels that way to you. As an adoptive and biological parent I can say that I so appreciate the difficult and loving decision it must have been to determine that you (the birth parent) were ill equipped to parent a child. I can’t imagine that decision is ever easy or cavalier. The not knowing (for an adopted child) must be hard and I’m sorry for the reminder on such a special day.

  12. Steven Harris

    How did you know it was my unbirthday? 😉

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