July 9, 2009
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Official Change of Birthday
As the birthdays over the past few years just haven’t gone according to plan (that’s an understatement), I’ve decided that I’m no longer celebrating my birthday on the actual date of birth. That’s right, I’m changing my birthday to another date that hopefully will bode better than the original. Hey, it’s worth a shot!
This last birthday (last week), not only didn’t go as planned but was by far one of the worst I’ve ever had. I was in more pain than I ever remember being in and we had to cancel our trip out of town. Now mind you, this trip was supposed to be a grand distraction to help take my mind off of everything that’s been going on as of late and relieve a bit of stress. However, instead of venturing to the winery to taste all of the lovely bouquets, Jason spent the four day weekend waiting on me and assisting me in ways that a husband shouldn’t be required to do. Thank God he’s a saint of sorts or I would be in big trouble!
There’s no question as to how much he loves me, not that I ever questioned that before, but now it’s clearly apparent.I’m not a lazy person by any means and I think it’s more than safe to state that I’m pretty independent as well. I’m not a procrastinator either, by any stretch of the word…I like things done as soon as possible so that I can get on with life and other activities. So when I’m not able to do things for myself, well…it’s not pretty. I don’t have much in the way of patience and I’m told that I’m quite finicky on top of it. I’m sure this is not sounding like a good combination at all is it? Well imagine how poor Jason feels when I’m physically incapable to take care of things or myself without assistance. Right…most would be heading for divorce court by now. Not us though, I’d do it for him in a heartbeat and he knows that.
In fact, I take pretty darn good care of him on a regular basis…so I don’t think he’s really reluctant to give back to me on occasion. However, even this was above and beyond his job description I think.I’m very appreciative of how well he took care of me last week and I know that after my surgery he will have to do it again, but hopefully this will be the last time it will be to such an extent. *crosses fingers*
Anyway, I digress…since the attempts of celebrating my birthday over the past several years have gone awry, I’ve decided to just change the date of celebration. I’ve thought about changing it to another month, but that didn’t feel right to me. I also contemplated changing it to the date I had my bypass surgery three years ago, but I’m not really sure about that one either, even though the date holds significance to me…it’s not heartfelt enough. Then I thought of celebrating it on the same day as a dear departed friend of mine was born, which happens to also be the day that Jason arrived here in Colorado in 2002 to begin our life together. It also doesn’t hurt that it’s the same number that’s been used by my favorite athlete for his entire career. This date holds great significance and very special meanings to me…so I think this is the one I’m opting for.
Therefore, from this day forward I declare that my birthday will be celebrated on July 21st!
Comments (3)
My mom and dad just had to cancel a vacation too because my dad had an inner ear infection. It’s a bummer to have to miss the vacation, but a double bummer to have to spend the time sick or in pain instead. And, I can relate to what you are saying about how hard it is to let someone help you. I don’t do dependence very well either, and I’m sure I drove Toshi nuts when I insisted on cleaning the house bent over at a 90 degree angle the day after my surgery. I’m so sorry you are going through all of this, but I’m glad you have great help and that there’s an end to the pain in sight.
Happy early birthday!
I celebrate our love every day so any day you choose to deem for you birthday is fine by me! You do take very good care of me and I feel it’s the least I can do to try to return the favor as best as I can.
I love you!
Was your favorite athlete of all time Cleon Jones? No? Oh well.
I’m a big fan of favorite numbers. I once wrote a blog about how mine was 9, and it happens to be my birthday too, so that just happened to work out. Some might say that’s why it is my favorite number, but as you can attest, that’s not always good enough. No, I like 9 for a lot of reasons, and funny thing, my favorite athlete isn’t even part of it. I can’t actually think of an athlete that had that number. hmm.