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A while ago, feels like months ago, in fact about 2 weeks ago I mention on my blog that I wanted to tell a little story about my birthday. Now its no 'flash' story, nothing about gifts but something that really filled my heart with love that day.
Often I get thoughts that birthdays should be filled with heaps of gifts and getting waited on for that 24 hours. You know, we all dream about having breakfast in bed, doing no laundry or cooking meals,.. well, perhaps it might be different for you, but for me.. I always wanted these sort of things.
I am one those that never talks about my birthday coming up, not even to my husband, sometimes I would prefer that the day would pass without anyone remembering simply because I give myself expecations, a little like what I just wrote and then find myself dissappointed because nothing happened that day that I had expected. But this year I realised that Brae was old enough to understand what birthdays meant. He wanted to join in the excitement, wants to help make cake and sing happy birthday. He wanted to help open Mummys present and dance around the hosue like loonies.
So I blogged a simply message, which required you to read between the lines. and we talk with Brae about Mummy birthday being soon and bought a small gift for him to wrap for me.
ok.. I really didnt want a gift and found it hard to think of something because my children I am sure wont remember Mummy's new pefume he gave me, but I have a feeling he will remember dancing around the house like a looney!
Now I should also point out here, that around my birthday time, it is busy time, my friends and family are generally away, (brett family where away and mine are 1600km away) so I do get left on the wayside. Sometimes I sit and think of what it would be like to have my friends over for a coffee and a laugh.. but you know my friends.. I learn this year that the
'small' things count and having no expectations means a whole lot more.
I didn't get any meals cooked, I made my cake with Brae, only because I knew Brett would not have been confident cooking a cake, although I am sure Brae could showed exactly what goes into the cake, tee hee.. We do way too much cooking! Right at this minute we have, rum balls, peppermint slice, cupcakes with blue icing, Anzac biccies, little chocolate rolls, marshmallow cones with sprinkles.. and then Brett told me this morning as he is packing his lunch for work.. I think I might have to feed Ruff (our dog) some this! um.. NO.. how about you take some to work or give to the neighbors.. tee hee
ok.. side track now.. now one small thing Brett did for me was peg my washing out. I didnt ask, I didnt expect it and just a small action for me spoke so loud to me. Ok pegging the washing out you think
'what the'.. how could that mean anything.. well friends.. to me.. it did! It meant I could still sit on the lounge and watch my boys play.. it meant I didnt need to get up.. isnt that something.. to just sit a bit longer than what you normally would?
A couple days before I left, I had a friend pop over with there animals for us to look after while they went away and she told me to have a Happy birthday.. jaw was wide open.. how did she know.. well.. you see this friend of mine.. I made some cupcakes for her way back at the beginning of the year for her birthday and she thought it was so special that she had to find out my birthday... oh she is sweet.. so on my birthday she had arranged some flowers to be delivered.. need less to say when there was a knock at the door.. I assumed it was the boys mucking around and didn't answer for a weee bit.. uh opps.. wasnt expecting that one.. it made me cry! To know that she was going to be away and look what she did! but how do I thank her.. words are not enough.
THEN.. a few hours later another knock.. again.. assumed it was Brett being a clown.. because I had previously said to him.. did you tell her I was 30 or something.. no I wasnt 30.. so when another bunch of flowers arrived from another friend.. I was gob smacked.. this never happens.. I was sure Brett had told her I was 30... but in the end he hadn't.. my first dear friend had told her friend.. (which she also was away too).. now friends.. I wont forget my day! But I feel so unappriecative and undeserving of what they did.
But you know what.. I believe in this saying now "good things come to those who wait"
I still will not expect anything each birthday, because now my birthday is a day to share with my little family.. just doing silly fun things.. maybe next year we will stand on the veranda and sing top note... tee hee. I dont know.. but that would be gift in its self.. I dont want a fancy tea out, a big flash car or nice watch.. well.. if you gave them too, I would take them and be thankful still.... and there is nothing wrong with that for a gift.. but all I am saying is.. dont put expecatiation on your day, well, if you do, make it's small because I am sure then, you will appriecate even more, like the washing getting pegged out for you!
So today, I am appreciating the smallest of smallest things.
I will just also share this page I did for The colour room this week!
Think I went over board with the sprays and clustering :(
I made those baubles by cutting them out of cardstock, gesso and some texture paste.
Happy Thursday! :)