If you read my last post, you might realize that I am having a trying time, not the worst ever by any means, but I am feeling icky.
My 52 birthday is Saturday. My divorce was final in April. I only mention that because my birthday was often an after thought all while I was married. Last year for my birthday my sister in law (my brother's wife) invited me away for the day and then my mom and son had dinner and a cake for me in the evening. At this time last year, I was still in the same house as my ex but we didn't talk much. I feel as though they worked hard to soften the blow of not having my husband do something for my birthday.
This year my son is out of town for my birthday. He asked me if it was okay that he was out of town for my birthday. Of course I said it was fine. He took me out to dinner last week and we went to a concert together Monday night and he said we would do something when he came back.
My mother randomly called me last night and asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday. I said I didn't know. She then went on to say that she and my dad are going to a BBQ fundraiser all day and wouldn't be available. Then she asked if I wanted her to get a small cake to have on Sunday. I still said that I didn't know. She basically triggered me. She asked me about my birthday just like the ex used to, like it was an after thought. She will probably ask me to pick up my own birthday cake too, just like him. Anyway I ended the conversation with the fact that my birthday is just another ordinary day, blah, blah, blah. She told me to let her know what I want to do. Again, putting the effort of celebrating my birthday on me.
Her birthday was at the beginning of the month. My son and I got a cake and brought it to her house and spent time with her. We didn't say that we would try to fit her birthday in because we were so busy. We didn't call her and ask her what she wanted to do for her birthday. We just did something nice.
Anyway, I have a call into a local Veteran's Organization. They are having a fundraiser, different from the one my parents are going to on my birthday, and I offered to volunteer. Helping out always boosts my self-esteem. Hopefully someone calls me back and I can spend my birthday doing something productive for others.
Maybe it is just the mood that I am in...maybe I am overthinking again...maybe TMS is making me moody (I just finished #14). IDK, I just know that I don't like feeling this way.