It was my birthday yesterday and whilst I’d usually celebrate with a take-away and a few drinks, I didn’t feel all that much like celebrating this year. Though I appreciated the cards, presents, and many messages which I was spoilt with throughout the day, I just didn’t feel in the birthday mood – I didn’t feel right celebrating this year. I’m hazarding a guess that my emotions were to be expected considering all that’s happened over the past eighteen months or so. I suspect most people would feel the same on the first birthday following their Fathers demease.
Thankfully, I spent the majority of my day distracted by the various builders, carpet fitters, and such-like who were in and out of the house continuing the work on our kitchen. That, and I busied myself with baking a bunny-unicorn cake for our daughters upcoming birthday, which we will of course be celebrating with gusto.
Having spent the day keeping busy, including attending an appointment for a little facial torture (having my eyebrows and such-like waxed) I finally succumbed to letting my hair down a little later on in the evening as Paul and I spent a couple of hours enjoying some music and a few drinks in the hot tub before having an early-ish night.
I think it’s going to take a little time before I’ll feel happy being in the ‘party spirit’ again – maybe next year I’ll be ready to celebrate, though with edging ever closer to the big 4-0, I’m not so sure…Â For now though, I was quite happy to treat it as ‘just another day’.
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oh my you are such a spring chicken 🙂 When I was your age I was partying with my now husband and enjoying life before the late baby boom…err yes, I didn’t have my three youngest until I was 39 (+9 months) 41 and 44 years old. No age at all my dear, Belated happy birthday, I’m glad you managed to have a little fun later even if you didn’t have a full on celebration xx
Hehe thanks – I like the idea of being a spring chicken !