Today’s my birthday!
I’ve already received dozens of happy birthday wishes from family and friends. To me, that’s the best part of getting older—hearing from those you love.
When my son asked what I wanted for my birthday. I replied, “It would thrill me to have family dinner together.” After all, his sister lives in Alabama and he lives a county away. Busy schedules keep us from getting together as often as we’d like.
Marvin’s face fell. “Oh, come on, Mama.”
He’d sought something tangible that he could wrap and hand to me. Something that would bring a delighted smile to my face. Knowing him, he’ll figure out something cool that truly will excite me.
But, I spoke the truth. Nothing would make me happier than to have my husband, daughter, son-in-law and son around the same table.

Last weekend, we celebrated my godchild’s twenty-first birthday. The sweet girl mentioned my name every time we talked about birthdays, even though mine is a week after hers. Ciara wanted to celebrate our special days together. Her generosity with sharing her momentous day made me much happier than a table full of beautiful gifts. I love that girl.
I’ve discovered a secret to happiness on birthdays. Hearing from family and friends is much more satisfying than gaily wrapped presents. If someone asks what you want for your birthday, request time together. I promise the memory of that experience will stay with you much longer than any product that can be purchased.
I’m pretty sure that my husband has plotted a surprise dinner for me tonight, and I suspect that both children will be present. All are horrible at keeping secrets. They’ve dropped several clues this past week. I can’t wait!
What’s your favorite birthday memory?












