Friday marked my 34th Birthday. 

The weekend was a bit of a blur, and was made extra lovely by all of the wonderful friends who stopped by. In addition to seeing all my fantastic Montreal friends (both old and new), I was fortunate enough to hang out with 2 friends from my NYC days, and it was so great. 

As I was sitting at my desk yesterday, exhausted and a bit blurry from overindulging in everything (Another glass of wine? Sure! Popcorn and a giant bag of licorice at 5:00 a.m.? Why not!), it occurred to me how lucky I am. 

I am so lucky to have all of my amazing and incredibly supportive friends, who blow me away with their generosity.

I was raised in a family where I felt (and feel) loved every day. We were not without our issues, but in spite of everything, they raised me to believe that I could be anyone who I wanted to be. My parents didn't have the easiest of childhoods, and I know they made every effort to give me and my Brother everything they didn't have. As an adult, I realize what an incredibly selfless gift that is.

I'm part of a solid relationship with a person who I both love and respect, who is both like and unlike me in all the best ways, who I know will be there with me through all of the crap that life throws at you. 

I'm healthy (except for when I essentially pickle myself in gin for the weekend), happy, and self-sufficient. I'm not rich, but I'm not poor. I'm not perfect, but I know who I am. I am educated, well-traveled and open-minded. I've accomplished many of my goals, and know I can do anything that I really set my mind to. 

So, Happy Birthday to me and to everyone else who shared it with me. The best gifts I received this year are the ones I've always had.

Except for the Snuggie, but who can argue with that?


Michelle said...

Happy birthday, Shannon! Hope 34 is the best yet!

shanny said...

Thanks, Michelle!! I owe you an email!!