A BIRTHDAY SPECIAL

💕Today was my 52nd birthday! I know,  a women's age should be a secret, but in my case I'm sure you will understand if I would want to mention it.

52 years ago I was given no chance to survive!  My folks was told that if I make it,  my quality of life would be poor.  I would not be able to speak, walk, read, write , or be educated.

God by His grace had other plans for me, witch I am intensely grateful for!
with each birthday I' m reminded that I had zero chance to survive, my life is a gift.  So is yours...

Today I was contemplating:what makes birthday's so special? and came to the conclusion that, it's all about RELATIONSHIPS we have and the LOVE we experience through them.

Those who love you, make an effort to connect with you, or, do things for you and that makes life worth living!
 
For example my sister-in-law popped in this morning, before 8pm (catching me in my PJ'S😉) with a bunch of white Lilies from her garden!

It meant much more than a expensive gift because I realise how valuable her time is to her.

A friend pops in  with a handmade card.
 
My hubby and daughter is hard at work. Showing their love through  preparing for tomorrow's breakfast party .  Can't wait!

Family and friends will be joining us for a scrumptious feast, outdoors in my garden.

Why?

Most probably  they are starving😋 or because they love me, are glad for me and like having me in their lives.

We only have one chance to live but it's no fun doing it alone. So live and love in every opportunity of togetherness.  For tomorrow is not a given.

Love you all who make my life so special💕 

 

THE ODDNESS IN ME

💕"When I was small and Christmas trees were tall..... 

" .....Now we are tall and Christmas trees as small.(copy write to The Bee Gees 1969)

These lyrics of the song popped up in my head when I decided to continue my story, thinking about my younger years. My gosh! time really flies.  Seems to go faster the older you get.😉
 
So, when I was small my physical challenge was a constant reminder that I was different from other children.
 
At age 4-6, I had to crawl to get from A-B. As time past, I made use of crutches and later wheelchairs to get mobile.



My school choices were limited, due to accessibility and the fact that I needed special Therapies.

In my years, I needed to undergo several operations.  Which took huge chunks of time out of my life.  Two to three weeks in hospital and then up to eight weeks Intensive physiotherapy, to get me mobile again.

My intentions with writing the above, is not at all to make you depressed, or to make you feel sorry for me.  That's the last thing I would want is your pity!  For pity paralyses.

What I'm trying to bring across is that life is difficult and tough at times for all of us.

We all have burdens or challenges to carry. Some more obvious and in your face then others. Some are externally observable and some we hide internally, where no one can see.

But we all feel like the odd one out! Truth is the person next to you, whom you think has got it all together, has his or her own challenges to bear.

What am I getting at? We are all unique. With our own challenges and difficulties.  This makes us different, odd, or unique.

Let's cultivate more compassion for the oddness in all of us instead of fear.
 
Oddness draws attention and if we do not fear and run from it, we might discover a jewel of a person behind it.  we might have an opportunity to a life long relationship. An opportunity to grow in character. Oddness makes us unique. It's not necessary a bad thing.

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ME MUM AND I 💕