This is how I enjoy my birthday
The day before my birthday my head always feel a little busy. i think many things, like what i did last year, if i did good or maybe i waste some time. sometimes i feel proud, then the next moment i go, oh maybe i could have done more. still i say to myself, thank you God i’m still here, breathing, another year is coming. i get this small nervous joy like a child waiting for tomorrow.
I don’t always plan it. sometimes i just wake up and see what happen. if friends wanna do something, i let them. other times i sit quiet, eat food i like and call it enough. but few times i made plan, like go eat outside or cook little meal at home. i guess it depends my mood that year.
When birthday morning come, i usually open my eyes faster than normal. the excitement make sleep feel lighter. sometimes my family, they call me or sing, even send message before i get out of bed. once my cousin play happy birthday song on the phone real loud, it made me laugh more than anything. other times nobody wake me, i just roll over, stretch and smile because i know its my day.
I’m not jumping around with crazy energy, but i feel soft kind of happiness. it’s not about big gift or party. for me, it’s small things—hug, people remembering, food that taste nice. i can enjoy just sitting with people i love and that makes me feel enough.
I don’t hate celebration, i just don’t like too much noise. i don’t need twenty balloons or a huge crowd screaming. simple cake, two or three close people around me, that feels perfect. i don’t want my birthday to be stressful, just easy going.
Speaking of cake, oh i always go back to chocolate. rich and sweet, never gets old. sometimes add a bit cream on top or even simple homemade one, i don’t care, long as it’s chocolate i’m happy.
When people sing happy birthday to me, i try smile but deep inside i feel something soft. not like cry with tears falling, but eyes sometimes get little wet. it’s strange how a simple song remind you that people care. even if they not great singers, it means a lot.
About food, if i’m doing small celebration, i try to make something tasty but not hard. chicken, rice, maybe some snacks on table. i want everyone to eat and talk. food is like love, it makes people sit together and laugh. i always feel birthday is not birthday without some kind of special dish, even if it’s only fried meat and juice.
So yeah, my birthdays are not crazy. i don’t want them big. i just like them warm, quiet, happy in little ways. every year i look back, i feel thankful for one more chance to live.
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@arnoldog25