Welcome to The Writer’s Post Thursday Blog Hop # 81.
( I know; it’s Saturday. Better late than never, yes? 😉 )
This week’s host is Bhavya NK of Ishithaa
The chosen theme:
I’m starting this post with my very favourite Birthday song:
Hubby and I always celebrate birthdays and anniversaries,
(with one exception, as you’ll see below).
My 50th birthday was in 2005. It was not exactly a welcome milestone and I was a little shocked to be that old already. (Just imagine what I’m thinking now!) Hubby had led me to believe that we would be having an intimate dinner “a deux” at our favourite restaurant and I was trying hard to follow the advice I gave to friends: “Celebrate the day and forget about the year”.
Little did I know that he and said friends were plotting to throw a secret party at that very restaurant. Totally clueless, I walked through the door and was stunned by those smiling faces yelling “SURPRISE!”
It was a fabulous night! Great friends, nice gifts, excellent food and one more spectacular present. My darling hubby gave me a beautiful necklace; a diamond encrusted letter “D” on a gold rope chain. It’s my favourite piece and I wear it often.
I spent my 56th birthday, (Jan. 2011), in San Diego, U.S.A., 2200 miles away from home and hubby. (We live in Toronto, Canada.) My parents had moved down there in the ’70s for health reasons and my father was stricken with lung cancer in Aug, 2010. This was the third lengthy visit in 5 months. His illness was now terminal and I was doing all I could to help him and my mother, but the stress was taking a huge toll, as was being away from home so often and always for weeks at a time. A gift from a friend arrived by courier and made me smile. Wonder what hubby would send? At last, something to look forward to in this bleak scenario, or, so I thought. He phoned and wished me a “Happy Birthday”, told me he loved me and missed me and that was it! Didn’t even bother to send a card!! Given my precarious mental state at the time, I really freaked out over this and called him back later that night. Gave him an earful and hung up. Flowers from him arrived the next day, after the fact, which only served to infuriate me. I think most women, (and even some men), will understand this reaction. Good thing he has other redeeming qualities!
What are some of YOUR favourite or least favourite birthday moments?
Looking forward to your comments.
Blog hop participants, please leave a comment and add the link to your post HERE.
Bhavya says: “You could share with us the memories of your favourite birthday parties, or write a story or a poem or share anything related to the theme. It’s completely up to you how you use it. The linky will remain open until next Tuesday, i.e. 18 June 2013 midnight.”