Another Birthday gone...

Bella and I celebrated our 28th Birthday yesterday. It was a quite affair with the family. A nice dinner and then a late night movie. We chose a comedy as we thought that this would lift the spirits. And then I thought to myself this morning, why would we need lifting of the spirits on our Birthday?

Frankie: It should be a joyous occasion in itself. And then I started to fear that I had turned into one of those Birthday Loathers? A person who dwells on an approaching Birthday and then belittles it when it arrives. Moping that the years are passing us by and reminiscing on the younger years.

I don’t want to be like that!! Time has moved fast and I can clearly remember the time when I dreamt of turning 18. Turning 18, so I could go out and party, legally, and do adult things. But after that big 18, the years flew by and I can barely separate or distinctly remember the Birthdays between the years.

I’m still in my 20’s. Yes the late 20’s, and so what!! I don’t want to dwell on what could have been, what is or what I’m not happy with. I don’t want the attitude of, “another year of things I didn’t accomplish”. I am going to do the things I plan and set out to do and if I’m not happy with something, I will not let it bring me down. I won’t spare a negative thought on it, but instead positive thought on how I can change it!!!

I have much to experience and plenty time to do it. I have always believed you are as old as you feel. And you will always have the whole rest of your life to do or be what you want. No matter what age and at any age...

Bella: Hmmm Frankie, good topic...I wonder secretly if your post was inspired for me? :) I mostly agree with what you're saying. I've never been the type of person who doesn't like telling people how old I am or secrectly wishing away the day so know one will know. Birthday's to me signify another year of knowledge, experience and life gained.

Yesterday though, I just wasn't feeling it. I don't know why I just wasn't. And I think of all the days, your birthday is one day where you can sulk and mope if you want to. Maybe it's that I got up early and went to the gym when I really didn't feel like it. Or maybe it was that I had to go to work. Or maybe it was that I was really, really hoping for something but I didn't get it. (not to sound ungrateful for my gifts cause I am grateful, but I had one little guilty moment of disappointment). Maybe it was just the usual flurry of last minute planning and organising for something to do from the family which made me feel a bit of an afterthought. Anyway water it was I was just a bit down.

BUT..I'm over it now! I don't mope long or often. I'm happy to be 28 and happy for everything that I have in life and for what I achieved in the year gone.