It took me seventeen years, but I enjoyed a birthday.
On Friday we had a private family affair after both Giggles and the Husband got off of work and we worked our way through her seventeen surprises.
My eyes were brimming with tears but they were of joy, not sadness.
I was savoring each and every moment of our little family all together in our living room joking about how Giggles mistakenly thought key drop read backwards on a door meant to try to open it. You had to be there.
Saturday was filled up with so many things; breakfast, shopping, and our Christmas party at church.
Sunday had people coming over and a house that needed cleaning and a lasagna that needed baking.
The house got cleaned and what didn’t get done, just didn’t matter. People weren’t coming over to see how clean or not clean my house was, they were coming to celebrate with Giggles.
My best friend called me several times after church to make sure I was okay, asking if she could do anything, bring anything. I calmly told her I had everything under control.
I don’t know what happened when she turned seventeen but it was like a switch was flipping in my brain and I realized that everything is going to be alright.
My house was full with family and friends. There were children laughing and playing, adults chattering and a baby being passed around for everyone to hold.
We ate, we sang, we celebrated. I did it with ease.
I am not sure of this feeling I am having, or rather not. This peace I have fills me with such joy. I am content to just be and to savor the moment. I don’t feel like I am waiting for the world to swallow me up.
I’m not saying that it will always feel like this, but I will savor this joy, this peace. I will hold it close to my heart so that when I look back I know that it was all worth it.
I will always cherish #celebrating17
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