Today, April 15th is my birthday! I turn 28 years old and what a strange 28 years they’ve been.
I have to be honest though, I’ve never been big on birthdays. Even when I was younger, the reminder of death seemed to outweigh the joy of gifts. Thinking back to the past few years, I really haven’t done anything special for my birthday – outside of dinner with my family and hanging out with friends. No particularly cool plans or crazy experiences. You might be thinking, “what’s wrong with you?” That’s kind of mean, but I get it. I’m just not your traditional birthday celebrator. I would however consider myself to be well equipped to deal with low-key birthday celebrations.
Just hanging out with friends and family in basically any capacity is enough for me. Last night though my parents told me that they wouldn’t be coming over for my birthday dinner. That was tough for me to hear. But I certainly understand. Some people might think that my parents are being overly cautious, but I disagree. As much as it pained me to hear, there was a part of me that was glad. Glad to know that they’re doing their best to stay safe, taking it seriously, and making difficult decisions.
I know they want to be here just as much as I want them here. But sometimes the circumstances or situations are the ones calling the shots. And today it’s saying, “Now’s not a good time.”
It sucks. But when I really think about it, it’s very manageable. I’ll still get talk to my parents on the phone. Maybe we’ll even do video. I’m sure I’ll have a conversation with my sister. I still get to have my favorite meal with my brother. I’ll still hang out and chat with my friends online. I’ll probably take my dog for a walk or go for a run.
When they first told me, I’ll admit, I was a bit bummed. But after giving myself some time to think about it and digest the information, I’m confident that it’s going to be a great day.
My friends and family are healthy and safe. I’m of sound body and mind. And I have enough money put away to survive for a while. All the things that truly matter to me are taken care of. I’ll be just fine.
Reminding myself of all the things I have to be grateful for is more than enough to get me through any sort of birthday blues that this whole isolation thing has brought on.
I’m happy, healthy, and fortunate.