I find it interesting as people age, many dread their birthday. This special day only comes once a year, and yet it makes so many people worry, reflect with regret, or convince one to make unrealistic goals.
Maggie’s birthday is April 1st. People who have never owned a pet may not understand why pet owners remember their dog’s birthday, but that is another blog. For now, let’s focus on the reason to celebrate the day a new life is born. Maggie was born the third from a litter of eight. She followed her father everywhere the first twelve weeks of her life. She followed me the remaining four years and nine months of her life. Maggie’s life wasn’t very long. However, she had fun, was loved, and made some great memories.
As adults, we tend to place more emphasis on celebrating children’s birthdays. The balloons, special cakes, and presents should be part of everyone’s childhood memories. If you visit a party store, you may also find party favors to celebrate those ‘milestone’ years. Shouldn’t every birthday be viewed as something special? Doesn’t every year count?
I believe if you live every day the best you can, you can live without regret. Every year brings a heightened maturity, and a realization that just having another year is a blessing. Some people, and pets, leave us sooner than expected. Some are blessed with many birthdays. Maybe we should cherish the quality of the years between our birth and death; instead of constantly analyzing or critiquing ourselves?
When it is the last day…. to say- ‘I had fun, was loved, and made some great memories’….that will be a blessing.