Well, today I had a birthday
My daughter who doesn’t live with me
called and sang Happy Birthday to me
My husband did not have a gift for me this year
Because I told him I didn’t want a thing, I wanted an experience
He cooked breakfast and shared it in a plate.
I went to church today
I chatted with the children in Sabbath School for a while
Before they started fidgeting
I was just chiding them for chatting so much when
my assistant leaders came and told the children about my birthday and they all sang Happy Birthday to me
Then I led the church building song and people came up and put money in the bowls the children wearing months of the year crowns
I enjoyed the sermon too
The elder spoke about “I want it back’, the story of the floating ax.
He’s usually long. but today he wasn’t.
I went to my husband’s friend’s home
We carried a friend, a sis
We chatted and laughed about memories, at least they did
I was mindful that it was idle jesting on the Sabbath
But I laughed anyhow
I went back to a meeting at church with my assistant
Where we discussed Children’s Day programme next week.
I warned the children who would sit on the choir loft of dire consequences if they disrupted the service
My toes were killing me in my new black shoes
So I went and sat inside the church.
Youth service was a Bible quiz competition on the book of Joel.
My side won.
Then my friend drove me home.
I had a beef sandwich, a mango and crackers
A friend from the past, a teacher called to wish me Happy Birthday. Was nice.
I went on Facebook to see who had remembered.
Not many. Two greetings, one from my sister.
One from LinkedIn
Didn’t hear from my mother
Poor thing must have forgotten again. She’s old, you see
Another year, another chapter
Life. Mundane life
Not a happy birthday
Wanted something more
Worries push their way through
Impending job loss, week ahead,
Unresolved differences
Wanted something more.
The ever elusive something
More.
The ever elusive something
More.
Brilliant, typical people we always want something more.
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That’s true, Beverly. Especially when you have settled for so little every other day of the year.
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I would love to wish you a belated Happy Birthday, Karen, but it sounds so cliche’ so I’ll just wish you sweet blessings. I pray they rain down on you every single day…always.
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