I Need Another Glass

Today is my birthday and I never feel a year older, just a year more blessed. I'm alive, I'm healthy. I have family and friends who love me. Who could ask for anything more? Well okay, I always wish to win the big jackpot in lottery games but as far as my life is concerned, I hit the jackpot the day I was born into my family.

How you look at anything makes a difference. Glass half full or half empty?

I've had my share of hardships, had some really rough roads that I traveled but somehow at the end of all that I came out more than fine, I'm a better person for it. Easy Street isn't all it's cracked up to be. I mean without the dark, there is no light. If life was easy with nothing to worry about, no losses, what kind of life would that be.

Flat.

There would be no comparison and you wouldn't be able to see and enjoy the light.

My birthday celebration started last night. My friend Kathy who is mom to Honey from the We Moved blog I wrote, sang happy birthday to me. I wish I could share it with you all but it's on my Facebook page and I can't figure out how to download it to my computer? Maybe someone reading this can tell me how and then I will add it to this page at a later date.

This video was absolutely too cute. Honey howled along to the birthday tune and her whole body and being was in the moment. It was one of the most fabulous birthday greetings I have ever received. My glass full.



I also started receiving happy birthday wishes on my Facebook page last night and this morning awoke to so many more. I love that. Seeing all those people reaching out just to say happy birthday. My glass full.

My phone is filled with texts from friends and family wishing me happiness. My glass is full.

And this morning my nephew Jojo also touched my heart. Jojo is very smart, does well in school but there are times he is in his own world and notices absolutely nothing. I have seen his older brother leave the house to go to some sports practice or game, saying goodbye to Jojo and an hour later Jojo will be looking all over the house for Robert, calling his name until someone reminds him, he said goodbye to you an hour ago. That's Jojo. He can also be a mush (to me in private of course), a very loving boy. Well this morning as his mom was dropping him off at school he turned around to her and said, hey mom, tell Aunt Tricia happy birthday from me. Oh Jojo, my glass might have overflowed on that one! He remembered me! Little things mean a lot!

The way I look at life, my glass is full and I need another glass.