Hello everyone, I hope you had an awesome weekend! It's time for a weekend engagement and this week I chose the blog prompt "receiving". Thank you @galenkp for the inspiring topics as always.
When I think of generosity, I remember my last birthday, which was three months ago. The whole past year has been very difficult for me due to the sudden death of my father. It was my first birthday without him. And I miss him very much. Missing is a difficult word. There is nothing we can do about it. And it never stops. It is always there to remind us how much it hurts.
I have always wondered why people celebrate when they get old, but I loved celebrating. This year I didn't wonder but I didn't want to celebrate either. I just wanted to keep quiet and wait for that day to pass.
I was infected with the Covid virus on my birthday and in addition to grief, I felt bad physically too, mostly because I had to wear a mask and it is uncomfortable to wear a mask all day.
The night before my birthday, my sister called me and told me to check the mailbox at the entrance to the building where I live. I did it right away. And in the mailbox, a great surprise awaited me.
A gift, in which there was a T-shirt with the logo of my favorite music band.
And this funny greeting card that says:
Older? Yes.
Smarter? I have time for that.
In the morning, I saw my name, mentioned many times in the comments on another writing platform. And then I saw an article dedicated to my birthday. A lot of nice wishes and words of support improved my mood.
Soon after, my mom sent out a sweet surprise because she knows I wasn’t in the mood to make a cake and celebrate a birthday.
I got beautiful cakes from her so I could blow out the candle with my son who could hardly wait for it.
My son prepared one special surprise for me. He knows that I like to wear a headband, so he bought me a headband of his choosing. Of course, now I have to wear it all the time but I also have to admit that the choice was not bad. 🙂
He also made a greeting card for me. He is a caring boy and made me very happy.
My closest friends called me. A friend recited a beautiful poem to me and sent me a recording.
I received a lot of gifts and nice words from generous people who thought of me that day and I appreciate it very much because I needed support and something to stop my tears.
Although I wanted to sleep through that day and ignore the fact that it was my birthday, due to the suffering caused by my father's death, people close to me tried to make this day beautiful and memorable. Every moment we enjoyed becomes a beautiful memory tomorrow. At the end of the day, I felt grateful.
Thank you very much for reading.
The images and writing are original and mine.
Jelena