No, you’re not seeing double. I had me a birthday recently and my Mom got me the same exact card she got me last year. Not on purpose.
A faux pas? No way. Not the way I see it.
Twice the love.
As she said, the words inside must really mean a lot to her.
Though she wishes she could “fix” me … all she can do is be there with love. That is enough. All I need.
I didn’t have a cake (duh) or candles on my birthday…but my birthday wish is that I will grasp hold of the things she wishes she could give me more of. Wisdom, Success, Health, Happiness. That way, she wouldn’t have to wish for them anymore.
But recovery, soul work, success, inner peace…these are not built on wishes.
“That’s something that has true value only if it is earned.”
Today is my Mother’s birthday….and she deserves to make her own birthday wishes. Birthday wishes for her and her alone and not for our aching hearts.
Then, when she blows out the candles, she can have absolute peace.
I love you Mom. I know you love me. Thank you.
Happy Birthday. You is good. You is kind. You is important. You is beautiful.
You is loved.
By all of us.
Love never dies.