Birthdays

I enjoy birthdays! Yesterday was my Mom’s birthday. My Mom has said that birthdays weren’t a big thing when she was growing up. My Mom has 5 sisters and 2 brothers. A brother and one sister have passed on now.

Growing up we celebrated birthdays with parties here and there. Most of the time, since my birthday was near the fair I was able to invite a friend or two and enjoy some time at the Fresno Fair. I can remember doing that at least twice. I had a big party for my 21st birthday. We had a DJ and it was a lot of fun. My Mom and my Nina made my favorite, Chicken Enchiladas, yum!

Today we celebrated my moms birthday with family and friends. I kind of invited more people than I thought, but Jason always says the more the merrier. We had a Berry Chantilly Cake! Have you ever had one? Go to Whole Foods and get a slice or even a whole cake, you won’t be disappointed 😉

My Mom seemed to have a nice time. I know she misses my Dad lots on days like her birthday. God was good to surround her with people who love her and who wanted her to have a nice day.

We celebrate lots of birthdays in my family and I love it. Birthdays mark time and provide a space for family and friends to come together to celebrate. When given the choice between a birthday party or a trip I almost always choose a party. I love my family. I love seeing them and celebrating happy days, like my birthday, with them.

I know not everyone celebrates birthdays with extended family and friends. Some people like to take a trip or enjoy a smaller gathering. I would challenge them/you if to consider what keeps families strong and together. It isn’t seeing each other twice a year, Christmas and Easter. It’s all the “little” opportunities to celebrate one another throughout the year. Birthdays for sure, but also graduations, baptisms, confirmations, First Communions, Weddings, anniversaries, Mothers’s Day, Father’s Day, Labor Day, 4th of July, so many excuses as the year ticks by to spend time with family and friends. Why wouldn’t anyone grab it?

It’s not guaranteed. Days aren’t guaranteed. No guarantee I’ll get another birthday or that my Mom will get another birthday or that anyone will get any other type of celebration. It could all be gone tomorrow, or the next day or in an hour. Birthdays are precious reminders of how short life is and that it should be celebrated!

So today for my Mom’s birthday…I give thanks!

We finally have picked a half marathon plan, for better or worse, just need to figure out when to start it…hoping my mile time will start dropping when we become more consistent…it takes grit to work your way back…I think we have it in us…I know we have it in us, hopefully God will grant us the gift of health so we can…Keep On Running….

My Mom’s Birthday Cake
Berry Chantilly …Yum!

Tuesday

….Just continuing the trend from Yesterday…is it a trend if you’ve only done it once?  Anyway…

I have a guitar lesson tomorrow.  I haven’t practiced the song my teacher wants me to learn.  I’ve only been playing the songs I want to learn.  He assures me that if I learn this song it will help me learn a lot about E Phrygian and rhythm and where the actual notes are on the strings.  I know he’s right but I really do not like the song.  Water Come a Me Eye…sigh….I’m in trouble.

I ran 20 minutes today.  I was supposed to run 4-5miles but I got up late and so my rule is, run at least 20 minutes and so I did and I’m glad I did.

My word for this year is Challenge.  I was listening to the radio, KLOVE, I think actually, and the DJ was talking about having a word for the year.  Instead of doing a resolution, you have a word that you focus on for the year.  Challenge seemed so obvious for me.  It seems I’m always challenging myself to do something…run further, run faster, learn guitar, write more, read more, do more…I’ve been thinking sometimes it’s just a challenge to sit and be quiet, to listen, to really listen to other people as they talk.   When I really listen to my daughter I am amazed.  She is so smart, funny, adventurous, insightful.  I keep wondering when she will lose that childlike innocence and curiosity.  I keep hoping she never will, praying really and I don’t know why it was/is so important to me but then yesterday I read this:

“I think that the first thing to do is to make sure that all that energy, that light, does not grow dim in your hearts and to resist the growing mentality which considers it useless and absurd to aspire to things that demand effort.  Be committed to something; be committed to someone.  Don’t be afraid to take a risk.  Don’t be afraid to give the best of yourselves…Don’t look out for the easy wicket, in order to avoid having to do real, hard work.”

It was said by Jorge Mario Bergoglio to youth in Paraguay.  It pretty much sums up my hopes for my daughter. When I stopped to think about it I realized it really summed up my hopes for myself.  What is life without hope?  What is life without striving for betterment?  What is life without seeing the wonder and amazement in the everyday?  This same man said , “You are too important to be satisfied with living life under a kind of anesthesia.”  How many of us live a life “under anesthesia”?  I know I do sometimes, sometimes instead of looking for challenge I’d rather spend time on Facebook reading mindless drivel and taking silly quizzes. Today I spent the better part of an hour looking for and then posting this link to reclassify Pluto as a full fledged planet. (which by the way it could use some signatures ;-)!! )

https://www.change.org/p/international-astronomical-union-declare-pluto-a-planet-plutoflyby?recruiter=343443684&utm_source=share_petition&utm_medium=copylink&sharecordion_display=highlight_active_card

Learning and becoming better takes work, sometimes A LOT of work, participating in life is hard, is challenge, some days, anesthesia sounds pretty good to me but then I’ll read something like that quote and I’ll remember what we are here for…

“Happiness is demanding; it requires commitment and effort,” Bergoglio told the youth.  He’s right you know.  Happiness isn’t a feeling, not really, for me it’s that feeling you get when you are so exhausted from giving it your all, everything you have, that sense of accomplishment.  For me it can come from a faster than normal run, a long run, helping a friend, guiding a student, being a mom who listens.

So…the challenge continues, my challenge continues…to be better, to do better, to give more, to love more, to be more than I think I can be because the truth is we were created to accomplish amazing wonderful, beautiful things, not live on life support.  We give it all because He gave it all.

I really like that thought…

So for today I am thankful for a fun morning at the library with my daughter where she picked out books about frogs and bats when she knows I am afraid of them just to watch me squirm.  She laughed and laughed and her laugh is the best music in the world.  I am thankful for being able to eat lunch with her dad, my husband, almost everyday during summer:-)   I am thankful for the fun time we had at the water park after lunch and the vanilla dippin dots we shared when we were done.  I’m really thankful for ice cream today and for words from people like Pope Francis that are so very powerful.  Words really can change life.  They can inspire or kill. His words inspired and challenged me….so guess I’ll…

Keep on running…