When we bought our house in Eugene, OR. It was a dream come true. I loved that house and I still think it is my favourite house we ever lived in. A few weeks after moving in, I told Ken that if we just had a picnic table with an umbrella, I would be materially complete. I would not need another thing ever again. I was satisfied!
A picnic table with an umbrella for the yard and all would be right with my world!
Of course I got it and of course I went on to want more, better and different as the years went by. Yet, since that time, almost everything I ever â€œwantedâ€ was just that, a want. My needs have been met for a long time now and for that I am extremely grateful.
So, last night, Ken asks me what I want for my birthday. Iâ€™ll be 60 next week and I do love my birthday and I love attention and I love getting presents.
But, what do I want? Beats me! I have everything a girl could ask for already. Stillâ€¦.
There is a funny thing that happens during the day. I wonder if it happens to others. Iâ€™ll be in the kitchen and think – Iâ€™d like aâ€¦ fill in the blank. Or Iâ€™ll be hiking and think, this hike would be better if I only had a â€¦. Fill in the blank. Our new home is lovely, so I look out in the yard and think, we should get aâ€¦. Fill in the blank.
I donâ€™t need a darn thing, but that doesnâ€™t seem to stop me from the eternal wanting of more, better and different. Even when I want less Iâ€™m still wanting!
As Mae West once said so wellâ€¦ â€œgive me the luxuries of life and Iâ€™ll do without the necessities.â€
I donâ€™t need anything for my birthday â€” but I will be sorely disappointed if I donâ€™t get anything!
No pressure really. Attention is a thing.
One of the best birthday cards I ever saw, said on the front: On Your Birthday… and when you open it, it said, You can be a real pain in the ass.
I’m starting to count down!