I'm unusually excited for my birthday this year.
Maybe it's because I've gotten a few early presents.
Maybe it's because the last few weeks have left me in want of something to look forward to.
Maybe it's just because birthdays are fun.
Birthdays are a time of reminiscing and hoping for me, and I'm going to embrace that this year. Celebrate the past; embrace the present. Or, like I read recently: breathe in the present; breathe out the past.
Next week, I'll have some cake (just a little; I'm being careful with the food I eat) and some pasta and I'll celebrate my birthday quietly, with friends and family near. And then, when the house is quiet, I'll spend a little time writing, maybe art journaling, and get something down about the day, about my hopes and dreams, and close the pages of last year's journal and open a new one.
1. surprise in the mail--I didn't know I'd been one of the first to comment! Thanks, Stargardener! /// 2. my husband's gift to me this year--we decided not to wait until my birthday to set it up. It's awesome. /// 3. this year's present-to-myself, from Whispered Truths