23:20

Amidst all the events from last week (as detailed in my previous post) I wanted to do something nice for my parents since I haven’t seen them in person since December.

Our family is not big on gift giving. Birthdays were spent with homemade cakes and loving gestures rather than mountains of presents. We always spent quality time together whether it be at home or at a restaurant with a celebratory meal. As both my brothers and I got older and moved out we have been separated from our parents much more for special occasions. Particularly this year with the current pandemic it has been difficult to see each other. My brother and I live in the same city but have only seen each other 3 times since March.

I researched online for a seafood delivery company and ordered a delivery for my parents. One thing that our family can agree on is our love for fresh seafood! The large Fedex box of live seafood on their doorstep surprised them, and I got a live view of their reactions via video call. So while I am not a big gift giver, it is a way of showing love where I cannot currently spend quality time with my parents.

On my birthday I thought about many things. One of my most prominent thoughts was to thank my parents for their years of care and love, which is where the surprise delivery idea came from. People wrongfully have the idea that their birthday is all about them – I was born on this day, everyone should be celebrating me! In the past I definitely thought the same way as it is natural to do so. As I get older I know that my parents are also getting older, and they are the reason I have lived to see my next birthday. On your next birthday, take a moment to thank your parents for bringing you up thus far – it will make their day, I’m sure of it!

22:06

  • Perpetually tired.
  • Forever aching.
  • Slowly deteriorating.

Recently another year was added to my twenty something self and though there was no immediate change to my being, I realised the afore mentioned things.

I cannot remember the last time I woke up feeling refreshed from a good nights sleep, nor when my body did not ache or hurt in the slightest. My memory is worse, my reactions are slower and my tastes have changed. Is this what the onset of thirty brings?

01:37

Birthdays are a funny thing. To remember and celebrate the day that you came into the world, to rejoice at your birth, to honour the day of your coming into the world and the years which you have lived.

To have a birthday is to celebrate another milestone. It is to reach a set point in time where you come of a certain age, a number of years since you were brought into the world. As you get older birthdays may get less significant. Parties become a thing of the past, presents become scarce and genuine birthday wishes from friends and family transform into emails or Facebook messages.

One of my good friends turned 22 years old yesterday yet she didn’t want to make a big fuss out of it, opting for a dinner with friends. Another friend sticks to his mantra of ‘Age is only a number’ and this rings true. What does it matter how many years you have lived? Does a number define a person? An 80 year old can have the life of a 20 year old whilst a teenager can live one of fully fledged adult. What you make of your life is up to you, not the number which gets a plus one after reaching a check point every year!