with a heavily pregnant friend of mine
In the crowds, bonfires and smoke surrounding
I realised what it's all about.
Thirty something years ago
My own mother was in the hospital ward
Pushing, waiting for the moment her first born comes into the world.
The start of a lifetime of opportunities and fun experiences,
The dawn of new hope
Worrying if she would cope
Yes, celebrations, year upon year upon year.
Big, small, cakes, candles, the crowd comes and goes.
Some stay, and always will.
Not the ones because of what you have/don't have,
Not the ones because of where you live and whether they have better places to be seen at.
But the ones who brought you here, those truly grateful that you came into their world. Those precious few.
It's not about the presents -
Be it to brag a bag from Tiffany's or a star from Michelin
It's about presence - advancing another year with learnings from experiences past.
A new year for yourself, to advance and learn.
Of nuturing treasured relationships, less of those that slash and burn.
Deterioration being the inevitable criterion
Do we hasten its pace, or stop the race?
To enjoy at one's own pace
In real, nature or in virtual space.
Happy Birthday,
We age and reflect in time this time every year, but it's really just another day. ;)
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