It was yet another 19th birthday yesterday.
Unlike my other 19th birthdays, I wasn’t excited about this one any bit. And I do recognize that was quite ungrateful of me as I didn’t have any valid reasons not to be happy about another year. I’ve been fatigued mentally and physically in the past few days and yesterday was no different.
First off, my landlord, who has been a father to me, made me breakfast. He had balloons, and decorated the table while music blared from his computer. I can’t thank God enough for Henk.
I got to the office and was buried in my work as it was production day. Somewhere around mid day, I got flowers delivered from the Nigerian Husband. He had planned it with my former colleague and friend. Beautiful Man knows I loves flowers, he delivered.
Throughout the day, I got several phone calls from mainly family members and close friends and I couldn’t help but temporarily get out of my funk and be entirely grateful for the love that surrounds me even from thousands of miles away.
Before I left the office, my colleagues surprised me with cake and English Party rings and a beautiful card.
And just when I thought the surprises were over, Beautiful Man did it again with a surprise gift: gift certificate to my favorite spa. (I’ll have a post sometime in the future about this guy… we all wish for that romantic partner, I think I’ve found mine ❤)
I may have sulked most of the day, but deep down, I was grateful for the thoughtful words and affection I received.
As I begin yet another “19th” year on God’s beautiful earth, I’ll make a much more conscious effort to live in the moment, appreciate the wonderful gems God has blessed me with and most of all, try to be a lot less moody.
Live, love, laugh.