We made it through March madness in my household. It seemed like it was a constant forward motion of celebration for three straight weeks in March. I could hardly keep up with all of the cake, parties, and fun.
Now, if I had to do it over, I may have planned my pregnancies a little differently spread them out over the course of the year to spread out the fun.
Really, to me a birthday is an extremely important time for that individual. It is a day or a week, as in my family’s case to show and tell that loved one, “You are unique; you are special; you are loved.”
From an American Girl tea party to a bowling and smoothie party, to a volleyball party and Asian dinner, to a coffee clutch with my husband, our family has celebrated each person’s birthday in a way that celebrates what they love and enjoy.
Receiving birthday wishes from someone, even if it is from your insurance agent, means a lot. I know it does for me. Besides my insurance agent, each year I receive, along with the rest of my family on their special days, a telephone birthday wish from our pastor, my husband’s sisters and his brother. They never forget our birthdays. They all call us on our special days to wish us a happy day. My husband does the same for his siblings, too. I think this is pretty amazing. It really does not take a lot of effort, but the sentiment goes a long way.
Actually, every holiday, including St. Patrick’s Day (my husband’s family is Irish), one of my husband’s sisters sends cards and a dollar bill to each of our children. This is such a kind gesture, with such loving sentiments.
Every person needs a support network of people who loves them, supports them, cheers for them louder than anyone else, and makes them feel that no one is more important than they are. Grandparents, aunts, uncles, even neighbors, many times, play these roles.
I am very appreciative that my sister-in-law treats my children with such care and love as their grandparents on both sides are no longer living. My parents, as well as my husband’s, have passed away. Grandparents are so often the biased supporters of their grandchildren, and that is how it should be.
My sister is also such an avid supporter of my children. At Christmastime and their birthdays, she sends them each a card with individual messages to them about how they have done in school with grades, on musical performances, in a sports activity, or on a dance performance. She gets the local newspaper to be able to read about their school activities and such. She makes each of them feel so special.
Most recently at our family birthday party, my sister brought along jewelry that was given to her from Grandma, from me, or that was special to her. She wanted the girls to have the jewelry.
Her sentiments mean as much to me as they do to my children. The love she gives them has meant the world to me.
The special things we do to make people feel they are important are gifts that cannot be measured or expressed in words of gratitude alone. May we always remember that birthdays are important, that words of love and acceptance are priceless gifts, and that remembering to tell someone they are important are always worth giving.