Tomorrow is the day.
Yes, I did declare the whole month of September was celebration worthy.
But tomorrow is my official birthday.
I would like to thank those who have already provided me with early birthday wishes and gifts. I know I haven’t gotten around to it, but I will be posting and giving special shout outs to you.
I also will do that for people who reach out to me during my birthday and afterwards.
There are some who treat a birthday as just another day. My birthday has always been special to me for a number of reasons:
1. At an early age, I sensed I wasn’t originally supposed to be here—like a plan was made for me to not be around, yet someone’s mind, heart, or both was changed.
2. At one point, I made a serious effort to take the course of my life into my own hands. But I failed when in many other cases, it would have been successful.
3. The tragedy that happened on 9-11 gave me even further respect and appreciation for my life, for there were so many who lost theirs who didn’t need to.
4. Back in 2010, I had three brushes with death. One landed me in the hospital after I collapsed during work. The other two involved a really bad snow storm, my vehicle at the time, and being ordered to continue working and staying open, even though there was an order not to be on the roads.
I make a big deal of it in the sense of cherishing each day, not necessarily in the whole thing of getting gifts.
Life in itself is a gift; getting anything in addition to it, I consider a plus.
One thing Grandpa never forgot was my birthday. He would always get the money order ready for Grandma to fill out, so he could go by the post office to put it in the mail. I know if he was still around, the money order and the card would be in transit.
I miss him, but I’m glad he doesn't have to deal with the pain and suffering those left behind are causing.
There is one gift I do pray for. Not just to me but to the family members she is hurting.
That gift will make up for all of the nonexistent and very few gift attempts throughout my entire existence.
That gift is Peace.
I will open that gladly once it is put on the table, and not dangled like a carrot in front of a rabbit chasing it.
It’s not something you can make someone want, especially if she loves the attention garnered from Negativity.
She is the one in charge of changing the course. It’s not my responsibility anymore. In that, I’ve done my part.
Now that I got that part out there…here’s what I know I’ll be doing the day of…
I am being taken (to an undisclosed location) for a few days. To honor my day, I will be on Facebook little to none at all. I just want to have a day where I don’t feel like I have to interact—where I can really indulge and just enjoy.
Also, I will not get caught up on wondering or thinking about what is going on at either place. One place has been very understanding; other place, well, they are pain in the butts anyway. As soon as I got wind of the travel, I put in my request, but once again they ignored it and decided to schedule me anyway. Even after I told them about the error, they still refused to correct it.
If they have a gym/fitness center where I’m at, I probably will get my workout on. If not, I will probably be back to get it in after the journey.
I will be open to texts, E-mails, and calls from loved ones. All other ones will not get any attention (at the earliest, when I get back from my excursion; at the latest, starting Monday).
If I don’t have access to a computer, I will probably do hand blogs, but won’t post them until I’m back from the journey. I guess I could type them up through my phone, but that seems too trying, since I don’t have my upgraded phone as of yet.
All right. Time to wrap things up.