September 5, 2010
And Many More...
11:24 am cdt
of people dread birthdays.
Some view them them as a painful reminder of aging and human frailty and mortality.
Some feel birthdays are milestones measuring their lack of success or progress against where they envisioned themselves
at certain ages. Some are sad that life is passing so quickly. Some prefer to pretend that they are 29 over and
over and over...
At this point in my life, I am childlike in my appreciation of birthdays. Not
because of the presents and cake and being the center of attention and getting to wear a paper crown and lead the lines
to lunch and gym for a day (although those are all fun!), but for the fact that another page of the calendar has turned, and
Woohoo! Let the celebration begin!
day is precious. Every day holds promise and opportunity and wonder. Every day I get to hug my husband and kids is a gift.
But there's something about having a birthday, something about marking another year of survival, that puts me
in an even more celebratory mood.
I am here beyond all predictions and realistic expectations for one diagnosed
with ALS six years ago! I am living life more fully and vibrantly than any doctor would have suggested was possible!
I am here actively participating in family life--educating and nurturing and playing with and listening to my children--rather
than living only as a memory in their hearts and minds!
From my vantage point, "celebrate"
isn't a strong enough word!!!
So when I blow out my candles today, the one thing I'll be wishing for is MORE
BIRTHDAYS--for you, for me, and for all the people with ALS, cancer, HIV, and all of the other dreadful diseases that steal
far too many wonderful people from us far too soon.
To riff on a quote that's often (wrongly) attributed to Marie
Let them eat cake? Heck, let's ALL eat more cake!