My Birthday and Mrs. Obama
It’s strange how these things work. When you look at another person’s life, it’s so easy (at least for me, which may say a lot, lol) to tell them exactly what they need to know. The advice flows so effortlessly.
All that to say, I found it curious when Mrs. Obama celebrated her last birthday. Alone. The whole family spent their vacation in Hawaii… and then she stayed… alone… for her birthday.
Why not? Most wives and mothers wear a variety of hats. We are pushed and pulled and shoved this way and that. The tyranny of the urgent. An emergency every other minute. Mood swings and mania. Meals and monitoring. Ridiculous reactions and realities that we must deal with NOW.
And occasionally, just occasionally, during that rare blue moon, we would like for someone to ask us what we would like.
Today is my birthday. I’m not finding it so odd to want to be alone.
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