As the calendar flips to my birthday month, there’s a whisper of anticipation in the air, mingled with a tinge of trepidation. For the past four years, my birthday has been overshadowed by heavy work commitments, the weight of battling through having COVID, and the ever-looming presence of a pandemic. Each year seemed to bring its own set of challenges, casting a shadow over what should have been a day of celebration.
But this year feels different. As if the universe conspired to grant me a reprieve, there were no dark clouds or torrential downpours on my birthday. Instead, the sun shone brightly, illuminating the day with a rare warmth. And for once, I found myself free from the grasp of work obligations, allowing me to simply breathe and exist in the moment.
Yet, as the day came to a close, I realized that the true gift lay not in the absence of rain or work, but in the opportunity to reclaim my joy. This year, I resolve to celebrate not just on my birthday, but each and every day of this month-long journey around the sun.
I recognize the importance of gifting myself grace, especially on days when the weight of the world threatens to pull me down. Each morning, I wake up with a renewed determination to find moments of joy and gratitude, even in the midst of chaos. Whether it’s savoring a cup of coffee, taking a leisurely stroll in nature, or simply indulging in some self-care, I am committed to prioritizing my own well-being.
And if there are moments when sadness or doubt creeps in, I remind myself that it’s okay to not be okay. Embracing vulnerability is not a sign of weakness, but rather a testament to my humanity. In those moments, I lean on the support of loved ones, allowing their kindness and understanding to lift me up.
So here’s to a month of celebration, of reclaiming my joy and embracing the beauty of each passing day. May it be filled with laughter, love, and moments of sheer delight. And may I continue to find solace in the simple act of being alive, knowing that each day is a precious gift to be cherished. Cheers to the journey ahead! 🎉
Categories: identity, mental health, Psychology, women
psychologistmimi 
There is a toy car and an actual car. Some vehicles carry dreams in the night, others at the dawn and waking moments. Birthdays are toys.
Birthdays are for the toy life and play life of children. When the gifts of love never come and the super heroes are none, it is a count back to the day a baby cried and no one understood the worthlessness of being born into a giant orphanage of ignoramuses where petty crimes and jealousies are common. This is what platitudes imply. The devil is in the details. When the children stop playing, the joy ends. Adults don’t have toy birthdays anymore when it becomes a death count and the numbering of missed opportunities.
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Wise words Mimi 😀
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Part of the trick of happiness is to purposefully look for the moments of beauty, joy, making someone else happy, and feeling the joy that these things bring you. Happy birthday! May you have many more happy and healthy ones!
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Thank you so much cheers
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My 68th birthday came and went without incident. It hid behind a Passover Seder. I’m old and secure enough I done need a party or gifts.
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Happy belated birthday!
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Ah Let me Count The Years of the Chinese New Year Rat
True Oh Dear Lord Dear Miriam You Are Still A Year Younger
This Birthday Month Than When i Finally Started to Bloom
As A Human FLoWeR
No Longer An iRobot
Toy Someone Purchased
For My Bosses At Work
As A Valuable
Commodity
To Get the Jobs Done
Now It’s All Birthday Play
Indeed June 6th is Just Another
Breath Another Holiday A Feast of Truly
(Where i Do Get to Test the Beatle’s Hypothesis
Yes ‘Will my Wife Still Love me at Age 64’ Hehe)
Fully
Living
Free Now
No Years No Months
No Days Just Always Birthday Now
With Every Inhale Of Peace Exhale
oF LoVE NeW NoW JusT ANoTHeR
Phrase That Means Heaven Always Now
True It’s Hard to ‘Curb mY Enthusiasm’
Particularly When My HeART is Ticking
in
Synch
Once Again
Like An
Olympic
Athlete True
It’s No Joke It’s What
You Get Naturally When
You Work-Out (Play) With Nary
A Worry About Gold Medals Hehe…
Other Than That Happy Birth All May Day to You..:)
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Haha. Thank you! Cheers
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