MOORE — Birthdays. That uniquely wonderful day each year when family and friends treat you like a queen.
You can expect a hug and a dozen text messages wishing you a Happy Birthday. If you’re truly lucky, a florist will bring you a bouquet of the most fragrant roses with a balloon announcing to everyone that this is your special day.
For dinner you get to select a restaurant or have someone prepare your favorite food. Cake will follow with candles and your name written in delicious gooey frosting with ice cream to top if off.
When our son was a child he never wanted his birthday to end. Somewhere along the way we began celebrating his “birthday week,” leaving up the balloons and decorations for days following his birthday. It made it more special for him and for us.
A family friend thinks we go over the edge, most likely due to the fact that in their family no balloons are ever hung on their birthday. Tthere is no cake or party unless it is their 16th, 21st or 25th. Birthdays are just considered another day in their life. How sad.
I think if I could change things, I’d opt for having birthdays every day of the year. Imagine what a wonderful world it would be if we were treated every day like it was our birthday?
People would be nice. They’d smile; send us an e-mail or voicemail; a text or a card. We’d know we were loved by simple acts of kindness. A touch of heaven on earth. Oh what bliss.