Wow, what a lot of birthday wishes………..

I just wanted to take a moment and say thanks to everyone that sent me a Birthday wishes via email, calls, texts, Facebook or Twitter. Those of you that have reached out to me have truly made my day.

I’m was not expecting anything special , but all those flurry of warm wishes and toasts accompanied by cards, chocolates, flowers, pints of gelato and cake were very much appreciated.

I can’t help but sit and think about the last 24 years and be excited about the road ahead.

Twenty -four years ago on this date, May. 19th, my pregnant Mum unleashed me on this world.:P


My friends like to tease me that I make too big a deal out of my birthday. But like most people who partake in self-indulgent behavior, I blame my parents. From my first birthday and on, I was brought up that it is customary to be the center of attention on your birthday and the week surrounding it. From the time I could remember, I have had some pretty fantastic birthday parties as a kid.



As an adult, I have carried on the tradition and I have taught others to do the same. If you are one of my best friends or have ever dated me or are related to me by blood or by choice, you have had been surprised on birthday by me.



Why shouldn’t we make a big deal about the day we were born? Why shouldn’t we celebrate one more year of life? I mean it’s kind of insulting to your loved one, if we don’t celebrate, right?



Now, for anyone who knows me they know there are a couple of things I require for a great birthday party - a cake with candles, lots of people fussing over you, flowers, chocolates and birthday cards with meaningful messages about how fabulous and wonderful you think I am.



One year, my close galfrd forgot to wish me my b'day. Big mistake. She stills hears about it. But, I apparently got my message across, because I have had b'day wishes delivered to me with no interruptions.



Honestly, the reason why I get so excited about my birthday so much isn’t really about the cakes and cards, it’s a day when I am reminded of how blessed I am. I have a lot of people whom I have the privilege to love and who love me right back, and on my birthday that’s what I am celebrating. Out of everything in my life, it’s those relationships that I am most proud of. It’s those people who have helped shape who I am and who allow me to look forward to another year of life.



So, happy birthday to me and thanks to my mother for bringing me in this world. Thanks to my dad, because without him I wouldn’t have been so adored & pampered and thanks to my baby brother who makes my life rich and amusing; and thanks to all my friends for reminding me that it’s not about the cake or the cards, it’s about the people who are standing next to you in ups and downs of life, calming your nerves when needed and making you laugh at yourself for acting like an overgrown toddler, while at the same time shaking their heads, making 12 am midnight calls to ring in my B'day no matter what time zones they are in and buying this crazy girl b'day treats, and making sure its according to her taste.


After all, I'm not the measure of what I've done but more of who I'm and those who've I've surrounded myself with.