Monday, January 25, 2010

a happy birthday

Monday, January 25, 2010

The sound of my phone ringing jolted me awake. It was my grandmother calling at half past six in the morning to greet me a happy birthday. She remembered. Through the tears that slowly fell, I began to smile-a smile that lasted throughout the day. I did not expect the call, nor the joy I felt because of it. It was, indeed, a happy birthday.

Turning thirty-two, I realized that an unexpected phone call and simple yet heartfelt greetings from family and friends all over matter to me more than loud gatherings. I don’t have to throw a party to celebrate my birthday when all I want is to stay at home by myself with a cup of yoghurt, a bowl of honeydew and—I hate to admit this—Elizabeth Gilbert’s travel memoir, Eat, Pray, Love. I don’t have to pretend, make excuses or apologize for spending my birthday the way I want it.

5 comments:

witsandnuts said...

We spend our birthdays the way we want it. I didn't have a grand party for my 18th birthday because I didn't feel like doing it. I want simple celebrations in general. It's only when I came to UAE that I welcomed the idea of celebrating with a bit larger group because it's like a norm. Also, it cools off the fact that I'm away from home.

Happy birthday!

agnes said...

Happy birthday Angeli :-)

Angeli said...

thanks! :)

@wits, i think i read a post of yours way back. it's about a gathering (house blessing ata or birthday, i'm not certain) at your place. andaming pagkain. and the food is all pinoy. :)

Artemis said...

what a very peaceful way to spend a birthday - day! peace of mind and contentment is what matters, truly...

Happy birthday! (again) :-)

Angeli said...

thanks, artemis. like kayni, i spent my birthday in a very simple way. walang fanfare, walang stress. haha

 
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