On this day…

All this week I’ve been thinking about what it means to turn another year older. And If I’m being honest with you, I have been pretty bummed about it. Not because of the age thing, but more so because it’s been a year and a half since I moved back and I haven’t accomplished any of the things I set out to accomplish. I feel like I’ve been in the same spot for years and haven’t grown professionally, financially or personally. It’s like I’m on a plateau and yet time keeps passing by. And so for the most part I didn’t want to talk about my birthday or even celebrate it because I didn’t feel there’s anything worth celebrating.

I know how that sounds.

Ungrateful.

I realized that simultaneously as I had the thought about being bummed. So I really pushed myself to think about what this birthday means, and how to not grow older bitter. So I started thinking about what this birthday means for others in my life and really started thinking how much it would hurt them to let this birthday pass and be upset about it.

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My mom looking fly sometime in the 80’s-90’s

 

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This is the happiest I’ve ever seen my mom. Sadly I don’t have any pictures of my grandpa.

I thought about my mom, who 26 years ago almost died, and all the sacrifices she made throughout the years so that I would get to live another day. I thought about my maternal grandfather who died on my birthdate but years before. I don’t think that’s a coincidence. The fact that I am alive today has had a hand from divine intervention and it isn’t lost on me that the grandfather who my mother remembers how great of a father he was, died on the same day that I would be born decades later. I know that someone has been personally looking out for me.

So this birthday I have a small request for you, something that would remind me of the humanity in the world around me. Something that would make me feel like this birthday isn’t about me. For today, Saturday and Sunday, I ask you that you think about and do something that enhances the life of someone else. And then tell me about it. Email me, send me a personal message in one of my social media pages, tag me in a picture, etc. Like my mother and grandfather who have done so much for me, so that I could be here today, I want to hear about your way of giving back. Whether that be donating to a cause you care about, volunteering to help someone who might need your help, or paying for the coffee of the person behind you.

I don’t want birthday gifts, I don’t want a big celebration. But I do want to be reminded that there’s more to life than checking off a list of accomplishments.

Con mucho amor,

Kari

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