Today is my birthday. We needn’t go into which one (I’m still in denial) but it’s generally considered a milestone and includes a zero.
When did I get old? But I digress. (We old people do that.)
Last Saturday I went to meet a couple of friends for a little celebratory dinner. I figured the three of us would wander off to a local restaurant, have a quiet nosh, and that would be that.
They had other plans.
When I arrived, not only were the friends I was expecting on hand, they had invited a bunch of my other friends…plus, they’d decorated the party room at their complex, set up banquet tables, added decorations, brought many lovely chocolate desserts . . . it was a surprise party!
It was a surprise, too.
And it was the best of parties. We ate, drank, laughed, sang, laughed, opened gifts (well, that one was mostly me), told stories, raced cows (there’s a Wii in the party room), and laughed some more. The gifts were delightful and much appreciated, but the best gift of all was knowing there were people who would actually go out of their way to celebrate me. That is not something I take for granted.
As one of my friends (who didn’t know many of the others before that day) told me later, “If friends are among life’s greatest treasure I expect you consider yourself rich indeed.”
Indeed, I do.
Wishing you friends and fun yourself today.