Hi Readers,
I still clearly remember the day I turned 21. The day is etched in my memory. I always celebrate my birthdays. It is a very important day for me. I make a big deal of the day I was born. I always have since childhood. My family is really big on celebrating birthdays. We always have a cake, gifts and cards, no matter how old we get. I think it is a wonderful thing. I hope I can continue this wonderful tradition with my daughter.
So how was my 21st birthday? Well I took the day off from work – to sleep in and relax. My dad was out of town on business trip but sent his little girl flowers first thing in the morning. Just after breakfast, I got a huge parcel through FedEx. I excitedly tore the package and found that is contained only a tiny piece of paper.
On the paper it said ” May all your dreams come true” It was mailed by a close friend of mine. He is crazy like that. Always has creative silly yet sweet ideas. The gift was ordinary but it was precious. That truly did make my day. You would be happy to know that I am still very close friends with him and in 10 yrs he has tuned his creativity and ideas to something more concrete. If you are wondering if this is the hero of my story, then I hate to disappoint you that no he is not the hero of my story. He is a sweet man who till this day supports my dreams and wishes they would come true.
Ok back to my 21st birthday – By lunch time my friends came over all dressed up surprising me. They were there to drive me to Atlantic City (Casino in NJ) and party on my 21st. Seeing all my best friends make the effort/take off from work/studies to spend the day with me to celebrate my birthday made me feel really blessed. We went to AC and had a blast. All day I got calls from all over the world: family, friends, co-workers, admirers wishing me loads of best wishes and blessing me to stay happy and full of life always. In AC, I was told there was another surprise waiting for me at home, so I was rushed back at night only to find my mother, granny, brother and my other friends waiting with cake and dinner to celebrate my birthday. There at that moment, life was perfect, I was surrounded by wonderful friends (we promised that day to remain best of friends forever no matter where life takes us) and my precious family.
I was the happiest girl in the world that day. Lying in my bed, reading all my cards, listening to my voice mails, surrounded by gifts, I felt loved. Right at that moment, the phone rang and it was a friend. He was at this moment just a mere friend – but a friend who I knew adored me a great detail and I was fascinated by his adoration for me. I spoke to him until the wee hours of the morning. Nothing romantic. Just about my dreams for my life, his dreams for his life, but it was special, it was magical. It felt good. We promised to meet each other for lunch the following day and spend the day together. If you are wondering if this is the hero of my story – I think I will save this info for later. SUSPENSE!
I slept that night warm in my cozy bed feeling loved and dreaming of a romantic partner who I will find one day. Thinking of whether he is the one, confused yet happy and satisfied at the moment not wanting more just curious and excited to what my future had in store.
