I begrudgingly celebrated my birthday today. It’s hard celebrating certain milestones after my dads death. But I tried… I’m glad I did because I had a beautiful time today observing the Monarch Butterflies.
I honestly forgot it was my birthday for most of the day. I was reminded when my boyfriend sang to me first thing in the morning and then remembered with each Happy Birthday wish I received.
I haven’t even responded to all the messages. Part of me is still pushing away the acknowledgment. However a good first step is just allowing myself to enjoy the day.
Wild that I am 33!! Wow. It’s like being 23 was yesterday but it was ten years ago.
Also I simultaneously feel like the same person throughout all the years but also dramatically changed & different.
Time is trippy!