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Why We Shouldn’t Stop Celebrating Just Because We’re Stuck Inside
And, no I’m not suggesting that we should gather together in-person
Tomorrow is my Mom’s birthday — and a pretty big milestone one if I may mention. She’ll be seventy years-old tomorrow. Frankly, it’s quite hard for me to believe that given the fact that she looks almost exactly the same as she has for the past few decades and still often treats me like a teenager.
Regardless, time stops for no one.
My Dad turned seventy back in September and we threw him a big birthday party at their house. Thinking back on it now, it feels like ages ago. He had a wonderful time and so did everyone who attended. He was so happy which in turn made me so happy. He always says that he doesn’t want to do anything for his birthday, but deep down, I know that appreciates the gesture. And my Mom is the same exact way.
Every year, we always ask my Mom what she wants to do for her birthday and every year, it’s the same answer. “Nothing really”, she says. Of course, we still plan something anyways. And just like my Dad, she always appreciates it. However, this year is different because now when she says, “Nothing really”, it actually does mean, “Nothing, really”.
