Bora Bora is a beautiful place to celebrate a birthday. I turned thirty on Bora Bora, and I was on my honeymoon. ‘Nuff said about that one. Another great place to birthday is the countryside of France in Normandy. Oh, those hills and sheep pastures! I was there on my sixtieth birthday.
I have to say, though, that my birthday this past Saturday, and the previous several birthdays have been the most gratifying of my life. So, on thinking about how joyful and fulfilling a birthday can be, I have compiled some criteria.
First, be with people you love and who love you. This year, I was with my folks and some of my sisters and brothers in southern Wisconsin.
Do something you love to do. I went auctioning. I love an auction. I love the old stuff, the browsing, the hot dogs, and watching the people bid. I love to bid, too, but I get nervous, and have a hard time following what’s happening. Turned out, my sister and I bid against each other for the same item. Everyone got a laugh out of that, and the auctioneer caught it, and forgave my higher bid. (By the way, I got an awesome crocheted bedspread for $2.50 and a lovely clock for a dollar.)
Learn something new. We met the folks at the old one-room schoolhouse in Cooksville, Wisconsin for a talk by a well-known author who told old stories of growing up in a rural community. Then we had a sack lunch picnic under a tent on the Village Commons.
Celebrate. All of us who could gathered at the farm in the late afternoon. We ate pizza and carrot cake, drank wine, and solved the problems of the world, or at least tried to. It’s a shame none of us are in charge, I tell you. Assembled, were parents, sisters, a brother, an aunt, nieces, great-nephew, and all the significant others doing what we do best…being together and laughing. It doesn’t get any better.
If you are an “embrace-the-birthday” kind of person, you probably already know the above formula. If you are not, try it. As a matter of fact, it’s a pretty great way to spend most days, birthday or not.