As a child, I never understood birthdays. Sure, I loved getting presents and a chance to choose my favorite meal for dinner, so I didn’t question the tradition too much–but why a day to celebrate that I was born? I didn’t do anything to make the day happen, so why a day for me?
But after having children, I understood the answer.
Chloe, I look at you, and I realize that birthdays are just as much for those throwing the party as the one throwing the wrapping paper.
They are a chance to thank God for the precious gift of you while you enjoy all of yours.
They give a reason to spend one more day together as a family, laughing and loving; one more day to remember how the family changed for the better two years before.
And they are a day to remember the beautiful colors this life contains and how you made each of them a little brighter.
Happy Birthday, sweet Chloe. You truly are God’s gift.
How does your family celebrate birthdays? What do birthdays mean to you?