A few days back I had my birthday. On the exact day of the anniversary of my birth we had a party. An actual cake and and jello and sweets and party-hats party. I had such a party once before when I was six. but this time the celebration was different. We were celebrating life in general, there was joy and love and companionship. It was a special birthday.
Less than a year ago I met my mother. I believe that whatever doesn't suit you in life, you have the divine right to change it, replace it, burn it even. I have changed religion, countries, political parties. I also experimented with my hair-color but decided that my natural color IS a keeper (at least for now!). We have the obligation to form our life to suit us, to be the optimum environment for a happy life, even if sometimes the change comes through pain cuz the old has to make way for the new. So, I have known for a while that my birth mother is not my real mother. She never was. Its not a matter of whether she is a good mother or not, I am too biased to say. But I never looked to replace her, it was not a priority. I though that people can live without mothers. But it turns out having one is a very good idea! Biology knows her stuff, she knows and now I do too, that for the healthy development of a person you have to have a mother. I guess I don't have to explain how mothers are wonderful, most of you probably already know and that is why everybody makes such a big deal out of mother's day. And anyway I am just figuring thing it out now. How to have a mother, how to be a daughter... Its not simple but it's joyous. So my mother, who just got herself a new shiny daughter, wanted to celebrate her. To feel how a girly bday party is. And my mom is wonderful at that, making her wishes true. So there I was, 28yo wearing a birthday hat, blowing out 28 candles, listening to a fairy-tale dedicated to me with a few other adult-children, clowns and fairies! can u imagine? I was there and I can't believe it.
There are so much more I can say about the day. How it was important to me because I also turned in my thesis, how I love my life cuz my husband is my life, my shiny candle in times of darkness. I can and should mention how the fairies and the clowns are amazing και ανεπαναληπτοι, and they too survived my birthday AND the fairy-tale. Of course it goes without say that my mom baked all the sweets and they were dreamy. But I wont go into that. Because birthday is all about the mother, the daughter and life.
XOXOXO
The fairy-daughter
Less than a year ago I met my mother. I believe that whatever doesn't suit you in life, you have the divine right to change it, replace it, burn it even. I have changed religion, countries, political parties. I also experimented with my hair-color but decided that my natural color IS a keeper (at least for now!). We have the obligation to form our life to suit us, to be the optimum environment for a happy life, even if sometimes the change comes through pain cuz the old has to make way for the new. So, I have known for a while that my birth mother is not my real mother. She never was. Its not a matter of whether she is a good mother or not, I am too biased to say. But I never looked to replace her, it was not a priority. I though that people can live without mothers. But it turns out having one is a very good idea! Biology knows her stuff, she knows and now I do too, that for the healthy development of a person you have to have a mother. I guess I don't have to explain how mothers are wonderful, most of you probably already know and that is why everybody makes such a big deal out of mother's day. And anyway I am just figuring thing it out now. How to have a mother, how to be a daughter... Its not simple but it's joyous. So my mother, who just got herself a new shiny daughter, wanted to celebrate her. To feel how a girly bday party is. And my mom is wonderful at that, making her wishes true. So there I was, 28yo wearing a birthday hat, blowing out 28 candles, listening to a fairy-tale dedicated to me with a few other adult-children, clowns and fairies! can u imagine? I was there and I can't believe it.
There are so much more I can say about the day. How it was important to me because I also turned in my thesis, how I love my life cuz my husband is my life, my shiny candle in times of darkness. I can and should mention how the fairies and the clowns are amazing και ανεπαναληπτοι, and they too survived my birthday AND the fairy-tale. Of course it goes without say that my mom baked all the sweets and they were dreamy. But I wont go into that. Because birthday is all about the mother, the daughter and life.
XOXOXO
The fairy-daughter
