Tuesday night, going into my birthday, I sat in a booth, drinking out of my glass of water and telling my stories about my speed reading. Thinking back a year ago, I cried into my napkin.
My pick me up of the night was Carol. She told stories about her successful business; the hard times and the good times. We chatted earlier about saving money for the sake of our business, like not splurging on a snickers bar.
Fast forward to Wednesday night, I receive an email about getting published in a wedding blog. Almost felt like the best birthday gift.
I made it home that night, and I had a gift waiting at the door in a hot pink bag.
The small gestures from such genuine people truly are the best gifts I could have.
I am truly thankful for the people who went out of their way to carve time in their busy daily schedules to wish me happy birthday.
Most of all, I am thankful to be able to see another year with my family and friends.