Birthdays are one of the events in one's life that should always be celebrated; even the holy book testified to it, saying, "Teach us to number our days." It's a once-in-a-year event and it should be memorable but yet some don't celebrate their birthdays, best reasons known to them though. Today marks another milestone in my life, a new beginning to achieve all my set goals and aims. Every 29th of October every year is a day I always look forward to because, to me, it is a very special day to reckon with. I can say it is one of the happiest days of my life because being alive to witness another age is a blessing that cannot be overemphasized.
Growing up as a child, I always celebrated my birthdays; while in elementary school, my parents made it a duty to always take me to school with lots of goodies to share with my classmates, and I did that till I graduated from elementary school. While in high school, I did that for some time before I decided to claim to be a big girl who couldn't keep packing gifts to school like a baby. I avoided that and kept up with my big girl act in my senior year at high school till I lost interest but yet even while not celebrating my special day with friends, I do try to make it a memorable day for myself. Looking back at my past year's achievements, learning from my part-year mistakes, and moving on into the new year with a positive mindset which had helped me a lot in growing.
I happen to share the same month with my dad, and that's one of the biggest gifts I've received; you would be wondering why it is a gift. Well, it is a gift to me because I share quite a distinct connection with my dad, and I'm glad we share at least a month, except for the physical attributes I took from him. Since the beginning of the month, I've been looking forward to this day, becoming impatient that the month is just too slow; I'm not in haste because I wanted to have a special celebration or outing; I am just eager to enter into the new year and age. I had plans to celebrate earlier this month but then I lost interest. I am not the photography type yet. I wanted to go for a photo shoot and had called my family photographer to book an appointment for when I would be coming before I changed my mind.
It somehow looks stressful to me, and that was exactly why I removed it from my to-do list; I will have to sit for a makeup section, which might be tiring and which I'm not ready for. My younger sister, being a make-up artist, tried her best to cajole me into going for the shoot, but I wasn't just interested. I prefer being indoors, cooking for myself, and enjoying my privacy rather than going out because the outside is a bit expensive these days, but even before then, I am not the outdoor type. My outing is once in a while, and that's if it's important.
My sister, who had planned an outing with outfits, was disappointed when I told her I didn't feel like going out. Rather, I chose to celebrate indoors. Anger mixed with love in her heart, she went to the market to buy catfish, one of my favorite sources of protein and type of fish marinaded it, then fried it with chilled Hollandia yogurt as an accomplice. She prepared peppered cow skin, known as ponmo in Yoruba which is my tribe. In short, my younger sister celebrated my birthday with me, and with me, she made my day special and memorable, and that is one of the most important things in life. Having family around you who get your back anytime and any day is a whole lot of blessing. I'm grateful for another beautiful year and a new age and I can say to myself that it's worth celebrating as long as there is life. Happy birthday to me.
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