My Grandma Marie used to call it your “star birthday,” which meant your age and the number on the calendar matched up.
This year was my star birthday. On March 28, I turned… 28. Which is one year from 29. Two years from 30.
I am no longer in my mid-twenties. I am officially in the “late” category. Not that it’s really a big deal – but I just felt like my twenties would last forever. I remember thinking in college, “this is the time of my life.” All the promise was right there in front of me. I could go anywhere, do anything, be anyone. I had no money and little responsibility. Since then, I have taken roads I’d never thought I’d travel. I still have no money, but now I have responsibilities far beyond my early-twenties’ comprehension.
I wouldn’t change any of it for the world.
On my birthday this year, I was well aware of my responsibility. My grandmother and I have a yearly tradition of a shopping day, complete with a huge Mexican food lunch. We browse sale racks and my grandma usually makes me try on something hideous. It’s a lot of fun! This year I had to take Belle with me. Yay. She’s fully in her 2’s and she had NO desire to be carted from one store to another for 6 hours. I nearly lost my mind.
I might have called Todd in tears at some point.
Oh, and he might have pretended to forget my birthday. He’s really sensitive about my emotions like that. Could someone remind him that I NEVER find that funny?
Of course, I had all these other plans that day — I needed to go shopping for B’s birthday party that Saturday, I needed to find white sandals for her, etc. None of those happened. All I could think about was getting back to town to get errands done!
At the end of the day, I’ll admit… I was almost not looking forward to going out with Andrea. She is one of my dearest friends – I’d call her a sister – but I could only think about what I needed to do. She picked me up and we went to the theater to see The Hunger Games. When I got there – SURPRISE!!! – Todd and my brother was there to watch it with us!
After the movie, I got another fantastic surprise – Cheesecake Factory. Mmmm. Food. Cheesecake. Coffee. Laughter.
I felt like I was in my young twenties again. No cares in the world. For a few hours I got to forget about everything but enjoying the moment. That’s what it’s really all about.
It was a really happy birthday indeed.