Normally right now I would be sitting at a table at a nice restaurant, surrounded by my closest friends and family, eating, laughing, everyone celebrating me. Instead I’m sitting by a peaceful fire in my own back yard with just my family.
If you would have told me 10, 5, or even 1 year ago that I would be spending my 28th birthday in quarantine and that the whole country would be shut down, I wouldn’t have believed you. I might would even laugh in your face and call you crazy. Roll my eyes as if you didn’t know what you were talking about. But the reality of it is that here we are in such a moment.
David has tried to make my day as special as possible. We went through the drive through at one of my favorite places, stopped by moms to get the ice cream cake that she got me, then back home to quarantine. I painted a table for my front porch. A fire and hot dog roast for dinner.
I’ve tried to be positive through this whole situation. Making the most of the time I have with my kids. Planning fun activities that we can do at home. Cleaning and reorganizing. But in my heart I was a little sad about the idea of having nowhere to go on my birthday. This is not normal for me. I didn’t let anyone know how I was feeling. I’ve stayed positive to everyone I’ve spoken to. I’ve tried to convince myself that I was ok and not sad.
Then God spoke to my heart.
Today, I’ve been alive for 28 years. A birthday is spent celebrating the individual who was born x amount of years ago. We don’t celebrate the mother that carried us for 9 months in her womb. We don’t celebrate the father that worked tirelessly to pay the hospital bills to bring us in this world. We don’t celebrate the family that gave gifts and clothes to start our life off right. We don’t celebrate the pastor that prayed for a safe delivery and healthy baby.
Most importantly, we don’t celebrate the One who created us. The One who made it possible for us to have a birthday.
28 years ago, God decided I was ready to enter this world. He decided that I was special enough to be raised by two wonderful parents. He decided I would have a pretty amazing brother to grow up with, even though he was almost 9 years older than me. He decided I would have a life full of love.
Today, I celebrate Him. Today, I thank Him for the life He has given me. For yet another breath. A 28th birthday, in quarantine, surrounded by my favorite people, my family that He has given me. I celebrate the time He has given me to slow down, take a breath, and enjoy my life just as it is.
Today I’m asking for a birthday gift from each of my readers. Today, I’m asking you to look at your life. You’ve been forced to slow down, so reflect a little. Take time to thank Him for another breath, another moment, another year. Thank Him that He’s given me 28 years of life full of blessings.
The greatest gift I could receive is to know that you have chosen to live for Him!
On a side note, I decided since I have so much time to craft right now, I might as well take the time to finally learn to make a shirt, so I made myself a birthday gift. How fitting to make my first shirt ever for my own birthday, right? I think I did pretty good for my first time! Happy birthday to me 😊
Thank you to all my readers. Thank you mama and daddy for the life you have given me. For raising me on a firm foundation of Christ. Thank you for all the love and birthday wishes today. God is good. I am blessed.