I like birthdays (mine is today, in case you were wondering why this topic came up). I have for as long as I can remember. Not surprise birthday parties, mind you. I’ve had a few of those.

When I was in third grade, my family was planning a surprise party, but I felt so left out with all the whispering and secrets — and I was completely ignorant about the whole surprise party thing — that I ended up in tears, so my mom told me the plan. Ruined the party for everyone who had worked so hard to keep it quiet.

When I was teaching, our room moms gave us “surprise” parties, which only worked the first year I taught. Then I truly was surprised, but after that I knew the party was coming. As I recall, in the early years of my teaching experience, the party came during lunch time, which wasn’t necessarily a great birthday gift for a tired teacher. 😉

Now in my writing years, birthday parties are all well planned, but they feel more like get togethers with a reason. I have a group of friends I meet with for each of our birthdays. We exchange simple gifts, have dinner together, share prayer requests. It’s perfect.

Of course, I have family — spread out as we are — who celebrate with me in varying degrees. Then there’s a dear friend I’ve known since I first started teaching, who always takes me out for dinner to celebrate my birthday. Another one who lives in Colorado makes a point to call every year.

The cool thing is, these things don’t all happen exactly on my birthday, so it feels more like a birth celebrating season than a birth day.

I got my first birthday card — which I’m cherishing because I think they are a dying breed — a week ago. This morning at 7:30 I got my first birthday phone call — from my sister who calls every morning on my birthday to sing the traditional song. I don’t think it would be my birthday without her call. 😀

But the most amazing thing that has change in the last two years is Facebook. Now I’m getting birthday wishes from people I knew years ago, friends I’ve met on line but not in person, and writing professionals I’m acquainted with. It’s an amazing world when all these different threads of life — students I taught in Guatemala and ones I taught in Southern California, family, friends, colleagues, neighbors, pastors — come together on this particular day.

I suspect this is a teensy bit what heaven will be like.

BTW, if you’d like to read a post with a little more substance (not promising a lot, but at least a little more), stop by Spec Faith and read my article there — “Sentimentality And Christian Fiction.”

And just so you know, this post is not a solicitation for birthday wishes. I have a great group of wonderful visitors here at A Christian Worldview of Fiction, many who comment often. In no way am I interested in wringing more comments from you all. (Now cash would be nice! 😆 )

Published in: on October 17, 2011 at 6:20 pm  Comments (2)  
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