Happy Birthday To Me

It's my birthday!

It's the day my Mama gave birth to me via Normal Spontaneous Vaginal Delivery some years ago. Today, I'm just going to go out there and say anything I want, like things that may not make sense to you but I'll post them anyway. 

No rules, no structure, not even spell checks if I can help it.

Compared to last year's birthday, my Mum and I are pretty much in good terms now. Same time last year, she sent me an e-mail and I just ignored it. This year, she greets me everyday for a week! Got another one from her today when I checked my BB. 

I think we're in a happy place now, my Mum and I. I really hope that our "frenemies" days are over.

I'm very easy to please, I'm "shallow" in that sense. I appreciate people, mentioning my name when they talk to me, I prefer presents that have the givers' personal touches in them than the generic expensive gifts, I love receiving letters and doodles. People may think otherwise, but yeah...I'm like that. I don't have to explain to you again and again that there is more (or less) of me than the facade you see.

Unlike the previous years, this time I'm home for my birthday. Unfortunately, Mum and step dad are in the UK and Sister #2 is away for work too but I have this feeling of wholeness that I haven't experienced in a long time, not even when we were all together. I'm spending it with Sisters #3 and #4 (once they get off from school), my brother (who is an excellent cook and is making most of the birthday dinner), and my Pops who's also coming over tonight. I've always said that our family is unconventional, our system works for the benefit and sanity of each and every one. Our family unit works.

For brekky, I had an extra spoon of peanut butter on my porridge. A gift to myself.

I woke up with a babillion of birthday wishes from text messages, offline chat messages, facebook wall posts, and phone calls, causing my BB to hang. 

I mean, who wouldn't turn into liquid with messages like this?, "Happy birthday! You are the awesomest person I have in my life. I love you!", or "I love you more than ever, day after day. May this year be our best ever." 

I'm not sure if you'll ever read this but you beautiful people overwhelm me. Muchas gracias! Thank you so much from the bottom of my hypothalamus.

I have come up with two mini projects. The first one, you will know about real soon and the other one is to grow my own veggie/herb patch. Now, I'm trying to defy the "not a green thumb" curse right here, so please pray for me, or wish me luck, or whatever...

For starters, I got myself a sweet basil. I named him ( I just assumed he is male) Syrian, gotten from a conversation with a friend recently. Syrian the Basil has been with me for 9 days now and I think he is doing ok. I warm water for him ( I read that basils are sensitive to cold water) twice a day, I talk to him (as advised by some folks), and I make sure he gets enough sunlight since I'm growing him indoors. I hope he'll grow up as a young, fine lad so I could get some family for him too.

And finally...I'm saying this ( I will not expound on it though):

I believe that we are for each other, the connection is just insane.

I believe  that we are for each other, but in the next lifetime.

In the next life, please be patient and wait for me.

I will come and find you, or you will come and find me.

Be still and wait for me.

There...I've said it all. Done.

Happy birthday to me. Now, let's do this mother!