2.17.2010

Well, It's So Much Better When We're Together

Let us not discuss the obvious, and increasingly declining, lack of blogging. Let us instead discuss my co-worker/part-time shrink, Rebecca. She's amazing. She bothers me sometimes but, for all the wrong reasons. Perhaps, we'll discuss this later. Now however, it's Becca's birthday.

Birthdays are special because they aren't like other days, they are original. They, birthdays, are the day on which you, the chosen person of that date, were born. Not everyone can say that. Today is Becca's bday. If, time life permits I shall update this post with pictures of my hand-crafted, thought provoking, blogger inspired birthday present. If not, use your imagination.

I made her a card. The inside read:

"My father used to brag 'age is just a number.' Surely, I believed to simply avoid facing the reality of his own age. Nonetheless, he would always add, "our hearts however, choose our age." So I thought about it and avoiding as many numbers as possible, I realized you are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as young as your hope, as old as your despair. So Rebecca I ask, today, how old are? And if it's lonely once you've added, subtracted, and divided your way through the years to realize you are 5 and in the sandbox, know that I'll play with you even once we realize our numbers are older than our ages tell. Really, it's shoe sizes that matter anyways. So, dig deep, worry less, and always carry a shovel in the sandbox of life. "



Birthdays: growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional.

4 comments:

ModestJustice said...

You are such an inspiring person, do you know that?
And extremely quotable!

Do you just sit around and think of these?!

Sometimes we have other priorities; blog when you can :D (And I'm sure your friend loved your card :) )

Adib said...

So true! I couldn't have said it better myself. MashaAllah.

Mrs. Cullen said...

wow you are quite creative. happppppy birthday rebecca. ps i hope she doesn't know you have a blog. ps please tell us why she kinda bothers you?

pilgrimchick said...

So very true--the description is very insightful. Growing up--thankfully not mandatory.