// Birthday Blues//

I’m not sure why but every year I get the blues on my birthday.  Why do you suppose that is?  I try not to have any expectations for what people consider their “special” day, so why am I often disappointed and then fall into a deeper funk by wondering why I’m not at a different place at this point in my life?

I’m generally a positive person but this one day each year, I have a hard time keeping it together, at least enough to fool everyone.  It’s not about the gifts, or lack thereof, so it must be something else.  I wonder…if my husband rode in on a white horse, swept me up and carried me off to a week in the tropics, would I still get the blues?  Likely so.  Does everyone go through this?  If so, why the heck do we look forward to birthdays?

The strange thing is, after an especially low point in my day, I decided to go to the cemetery, say hello to my parents, and walk around.  And you know what?  I felt much better afterward.  Not completely better, mind you, but better.  Maybe because it is so peaceful and I got caught up in taking photos.  Here are a few from today’s visit:

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Do you ever get the birthday blues?  Do you get it every year?  What are your thoughts on this.

My heartfelt thanks to all of you wonderful souls who sent happy birthday wishes today!  I love you all! ♥