• Birthdays – Another Year Older (And Grateful For It)


    Today is my birthday.

    When I was a kid I remember being so excited for birthdays. Parties with friends and presents and stay-up-all-night sleepover madness. I see it in my own kids now. How the countdown starts six months in advance and how detailed preparations for the next year begin immediately after the party ends.

    And then we grow up. The excitement for birthdays is lost. Now they’re approached with dread. We start saying things like “I’m getting old” as though getting older is a bad thing. Age is a running joke to one woman I know. When her daughter turned 25, she sighed dramatically and said, “I guess I have to turn 26 this year.”

    When I say, “Happy birthday” to kids they grin and say “Thank you!” When I say the same thing to adults I get a shrug as though to say, birthdays . . . what can you do?

    I woke up this morning and thought, today is my birthday.

    All I felt was an overwhelming sense of gratitude. I filled my coffee cup and sat down to write in awe that I’m still here to do those things.

    I’m not kid-excited. Birthdays mean more than presents and parties to me now. But I’m not sorry to be a year older either.

    After cancer, celebrating another birthday is like being handed something bright and fragile and infinitely precious. And I stare down at this thing with which I have been entrusted and feel no small measure of surprise that I have been given another one.

    Today is my birthday.

    Happy birthday to me.



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3 Responsesso far.

  1. Bonnie says:

    Happy Birthday Meghan! Beautifully written; well said. Celebrate your life.


    ….a friend of your Aunt Pat

  2. Pat says:

    Well, I can’t think of anyone in my world that deserves a Happy Birthday this year more than you!!! My birthday is not until October, but you continue to provide me pick-me-ups all the time. Keep them coming!!

  3. Mom says:

    Another birthday for you means I’m 25 years older than you and always will be. I am grateful that you still have birthdays. You look great (for your age ha ha), you are in wonderful shape ( gets me sick), you have a wonderful, wonderful husband (so do I), and two of the most precious things around – your kids. I love your job and what you do. I’m glad you have a job you enjoy and is exciting everytime you look up at the stars! If dad forgets my birthday Auntie Pat will make him feel rotten. Now he never forgets it. We always celebrate dad’s birthday. Almost everyone celebrates dad’s birthday. I’m glad I don’t have his birthday. Anyway, I hope you had a little fun on your birthday. It’s worth it every year. Happy Birthday!!!!!

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