Horrendous preparations, large sums spent, broken glasses, devastated flat, neighbors calling the police and pile of dishes to wash – is that all worth that one annual day?
Birthday THEN
As far as I can remember, there was always huge stress as my birthday was to come. Express shopping, haggling, ordering a cake, preparing food and then, what seemed to be the worst , coping with family constantly repeating: “Oh dear, you grow up so quickly! You were so small when you were born and now look!”. of course yar I cannot be same old tiny little tweety bird. Life grows since change is life….
Well, it all didn’t scare me so much as it did to my mother. She always had to take care of everything because my father was a lazy potato coach and I was never invited to reach kitchen table as she knows about the future disastrous. As a result of all those party rituals, a mountain of presents was left my nosy family – mainly bars of chocolate with banknotes inside, flowers, which though rotted the next day and useless but used to make me smile, usually too short garments.
Or “kinderball” parties. I had some of these but usually couldn’t force my ideas and do what I wanted to do. And all “fun” mentioned above by family party left the same. Catastrophe.
And it had to happen. Everything in my family has changed. some lost in the time of life. Just like it happens in soaps. Now, as a bit older now, I have a different approach to that event. Don’t organize parties – save money and buy yourself a new piece of clothing and piece of gold – gold you will feel as a sort of investment rather than birthday gifts– you will feel even more better that you won’t have to wash the dishes.
Birthday NOW
My birthday was always an everlasting memory. For 5 years it has been my birthday is no more a fancy party, no more a horrendous preparations, no more large sums spent, no broken glasses, no devastated flat, no neighbors calling the police and mostly no pile of dishes to wash…
What so ever the activities mentioned in the first paragraph which was not appreciating will be enjoyable now if I recall my memory. Those were really good when my mom was washing the dishes with false anger and a hidden smile on the corner of her cheek, when she used to say my brother when he questioned about why only her birthday that she is younger to you. So much fun it used to be. When I used to feel myself as princess of the house and no one to stop my plays. all loves and no scoldings. At the end of the party when all my friends used to return with a smile that party was fabulous. the shine on my eyes used to make my mom’s life filled with joy and happiness.
In conclusion, the most important is appreciation. It means people say your party was absolutely great and will remember it for a long, long time. Who cares then about those after-party activities mentioned in the first paragraph?
Now I feel I have enjoyed really well on my birthday then with my mom and now there is no use of celebrating any of such kind all alone.
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