I used to skip over my birthday just like it was any other day. I would downplay it and never organize anything for my friends. Most of the years I would celebrate on my own or with my family by eating lobster and buying myself nice things. This year was quite the opposite. I’m keeping to my budget and didn’t buy myself a present, but I put my birthday up on Facebook so people could wish me happy birthday. (The first time it’s been on fb in years.) I got a small group of friends to go see some beautiful flowers and I told people it was my birthday. I allowed the celebration to happen instead of purposefully stifling it. It felt good.
It was a practice of receiving. Receiving happy wishes, happy words, and presents. Instead of trying to be polite by refusing, I started accepting with gratitude and wholeheartedness.