For the past several years, I’ve had every birthday filled with elaborate agendas of going out with loved ones, shopping, watching movies, dinners, spending time with family – one activity after the other, all in a span of 24 hours. Birthdays can a lot of times turn out to be gloomy, and when I do not have things planned ahead, I wouldn’t be lying when I say it makes me feel depressed. Perhaps why I always plan the day well in advance, leaving me with no time to think about turning another year older.
This birthday was one of a kind. It brought in a feeling of gratefulness for being able to spend time with family exclusively and melancholy – maybe for not being able to see any of my friends.. However, it gave me a sense of comfort to know people who I care for are safe. And that itself became a reason to feel content.
Since this birthday turned out to be an unusual one, I planned to make it interesting by baking my own birthday cake. We spent the whole night baking the cake so it would be ready after I woke up. Watched the sun rise, the birds chirp, and went to sleep. Spent the day gorging on everything we made. And the day came to an end while I was busy unwrapping gifts and eating some more cake.
The day came with a realization that not every birthday would come with excitement , however, being able to celebrate every year in good health, with family is a blessing. Being able to breathe is a blessing. Being able to gaze at the skies is a blessing. Connecting with loved ones over video calls is a blessing. Turning older doesn’t feel the best, however, the wisdom that every passing year of life brings in, is unmatched. Signing off with a deep sense of gratitude.