For as long as I can remember I’ve kept a tradition going strong on my birthday. I stay up (or set my alarm) for 3:02am. Why that time? Because that’s when I was born.
I had to ask my mom how it all started since the earliest memory I have of this is around 8 or 9, and she told me when I was either 6 or 7, I declared that I wanted to stay up until 3:02am so I could celebrate the minute I was born. Magically, my mom agreed. Either I was a very persuasive child or she just loved me too darn much to say no, but either way, I got my wish, and up I stayed…by myself…while everyone else slept.
From that day on I made it my personal tradition. Through the years, I’ve either stayed up by watching loads of movies and book reading, or would set my alarm for 3:02am so I could wake up to wish myself a happy birthday. Anyone very close to me knows this, and even supports it…I think mainly because THEY don’t have to stay up with me; but its been fun for me to welcome in a new age by myself each time.
So, 33 is here. 33. A number that means…kinda little to me. I don’t feel that age and I don’t (think) I look it but I am and with every wisp of gray I have, I welcome it.
I kiss 32 goodbye.
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Upholding tradition
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5 comments:
Well, look at that- you DID do a birthday post! and I LOVE it! great tradition ;) and you don't look 33! You look the age of awesomeness. So there.
Happy 33!!!
Happy birthday hun! I haven't read blogs for a while as i had a lot going on so sorry it is late.
My birthday is in 3 weeks, i will be 35, eek!
This is late, but Happy Birthday! I think that is a fun tradition to stay up until the minute you were born! I was born at 1:00 in the afternoon, so I guess I get off easy, haha!
Happy (much much late) birthday! I like what the commenter above said... you look the age of awesomeness! Beautiful as always. What's up?
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