My birthday is this month. For years, I have celebrated my birthday with exuberance and invited people I did not even know to share in the celebration of all things me. This year is different though. I was unable to gather up the usual zest for my birthday. Where before I would start talking about it and planning something as soon as the summer hit, this year I had no answer to the question “What do you want to do for your birthday?”
People who know me were shocked at my lack of zeal regarding my birthday, so I sat down to think about what exactly was going on with me. It did not take me long to realize that this year my birthday just does not have the same meaning it used to. I have become less interested in gifts and bored with anxiously awaiting a celebration where I was the primary focus.
When I thought about what gifts I wanted, I realized that I have everything I will ever need. I am blessed and am constantly receiving gifts that both inspire and uplift me. No party or cake with candles can substitute “I love you Mommy” or “I am the luckiest husband in the world” or even “thank you ma’am, that was nice of you”. This year I would rather give than receive anything. Amazingly, the realization that I have so much to give is a gift in and of itself. It is the ultimate gift.
So I will spend my birthday giving the ultimate gifts of my time, my smile, my joy, my peace, my helping hand and my support to everyone I encounter that day. What better way is there to spend the day of your birth than by demonstrating that your existence has and will serve a purpose? Giving the gift of yourself is truly something worth celebrating.