I accused my husband and kids of forgetting my birthday because they still were asking me what I wanted the day before my birthday. I don't want anything, I just want to be taken care of. I have residual issues from my birthday being forgotten from when I was a kid, so I get a bit crazy about the day.
Tonight, during the meltdown portion, my husband and children explained to me that they would NEVER forget my birthday. My husband admitted that this time of year is really stressful for him because he really wants to make sure that my birthday is special. I think that this will be the last year that I stress over my birthday. I think I have finally been told what I need to hear, which is pretty silly that I needed to hear it when I just should have known. There are things in your life that you can't see for yourself, even though they are right in front of your face, you have to be told. So I've been told - and very gently too. They were very sweet and understanding, but firm. They won't forget my birthday, I am special and very loved by them.
I expect so much from them, and they always live up to my standards. I really don't care if anyone else remembers my birthday - just them. Considering I don't love talking on the phone, it's ok if no one calls even!
Another load off my shoulders, another reminder to relax - that's exactly what I needed for my birthday. I love you my sweet, wonderful, caring little family!
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