I expected my 31st birthday to feel like this...just another day in another year. I am not even saying that in a self-pity kind of way. I honestly don't care all that much anymore, and our circumstances have taken a large place in my emotions.
But, to my very pleasant surprise, I had several sweet gifts designed to make my day special.
My hubby took me out, and we used gift cards and free-bees to have a fun night together.
My mom brought me a huge gift bag with clothes, shoes, a pan and an MP3 player! Dan's mom helped me buy a floor cleaner for my tile, and took my kids to Starbucks to get me a gift card--what a treat.
Then these showed up from a florist. My sweet friend Debs sent them to me. I was floored. They are still beautiful, and her thoughtfulness made me cry.
Our friends and neighbors, the Blooms, came for a visit and brought me this candle that smells amazing. I light it every night and enjoy its warmth and sweet scent. Plus it's red. I love red.
I have to mention too that my sis Joanna did the sweetest thing. I mean really, who else besides a sister would go through a Costco sized jar of Jelly Bellies and pick out the coffee ones for me? There's no picture, because, um, I ate them.
All in all I felt blessed, supported, loved and special. That's what makes a great birthday.