For many years, a friend of mine did the most delightful thing: She planned a week's worth of events to celebrate her birthday every year and dubbed the whole thing her "Fest" as in, [YOUR NAME HERE]fest.
She didn't depend on anyone else to remember her birthday amid busy schedules, and she gave her friends a reason to do something fun every night of the week -- at least part of the time on her tab.
I loved it. I have a hard time keeping track of my birthday and remembering my husband's birthday, let alone the birthdays of friends. So she helped me make sure I lived it up every year on her behalf.
Problem was, some other people didn't appreciate her celebration of self. They saw it as taking the attention away from others who had birthdays in the same month. They discouraged her from engaging in her fest.
She was confused -- for years, her friends had looked forward to her weeklong party. But she toned it down, so as not to cause more controversy. Then she stopped altogether.
And I still think, how sad. Can't we throw a little party for ourselves without incurring criticism?
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
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I don't mind someone having their birthday week as long as it doesn't interfere with mine. Which it won't because I'm the most wonderful thing in the Universe, even if no one comes to my party.
i love mary's comment! made me laugh-- and i totally agree with it. ditto.
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