Twenty Eight (Part I)

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A few years back, I had a “Sixteen Candles” moment where people forgot it was my birthday. Admittedly, one’s birthday shouldn’t be a huge deal, but since then, mine has been. Here’s the thing (believe it or not), I am a “Blue” according to the True Colors Personality Test, so typically everyday I worry more about others than myself. On this day, however, my theme song is definitely “Wanna Talk About Me”. It’s MY birthday (ok, I share it with another great Northerner turned Myrtle girl and the Hef and a few other greatnesses). It’s MY day. But I still worry about what everyone else wants just a little. (Tonight, I asked over and over again where Mr. Burgher wanted to eat dinner since I have a problem deciding AND worry about pleasing everyone I am with. I wasn’t above changing a few diapers, but not too many.) Anyways, since I usually talk about the kids on this blog, today I get to talk about me (sort of)!

Today, I turned twenty-eight. In 28 years, I have accomplished some great things in my life–getting my Master’s before turning 23, having 2 kids, gaining 3 promotions in a year (to name a few). Without the love and support of my family and friends, none of those things would have been possible. There have been mistakes (plenty) and heartache. There have been friends gained and friends lost. I have traveled a broken road, and not always felt like I was living life to its fullest potential. But, it is my life to live, so I am at peace with all of it.

Today, I turned twenty-eight. I celebrated those relationships. Thanks to Facebook, I was wished Happy Birthday by a number of people, all who have been involved in important steps in who I am today. There were notes of love from my family, who have known and loved me through good times and bad. There was a note from the best friend who helped me heal after the loss of my dear friend Wendy, and although we don’t always get to spend time together, we pick up right where we left off. There was a note from a friend in elementary school who was in our charter Buckeye Y “troop” when I lived in Ohio. There was a note from a friend who is in her last stretch of law school (and has no reason to stop and take time to wish me a good day, but she did!!!). There were notes from people who have become family, sisters I never had but now do, aunts and cousins I have never met in person (since marriage). There were so many more, and I was blown away. At dinner last night AND tonight, the servers sang Happy Birthday to me while I was surrounded by family and friends. This was definitely not a “Sweet Sixteen” birthday, thank you!

Today, I turned twenty-eight. I was reminded of how precious life is. Mr. Burgher and I looked at Lil Man and remembered how he choked in his sleep during our first night at the hospital. Without quick action, we could have quickly lost our precious gift. I thought about how I attended a funeral of my best friend’s mother in law this year–we are not even 30 and having to go through this, too young! I had dinner with two dear friends and their sons, and had tears in my eyes because their parents (my parents best friends), have gone before us (but I know they were looking down in love). As I went to visit my grandmother, even for a few minutes, I thought about how blessed I am to have a living grandmother and to have known all of my grandparents and two of my great-grandparents. I thought about how my dad was told by doctors that he was at risk of losing both his wife and soon-to-be born daughter as they wheeled my mom in for a c-section at 8:00 AM 28 years ago. Today, I was reminded that I am blessed in more ways than one.

Today, I turned twenty-eight. I looked back on year that has brought me a lot of happiness. In the last 365 days, I have made some new friends (one of which bought me red velvet birthday cupcakes at my favorite ‘burgh bakery!). I’ve watched my daughter grow from a little baldy to a kid with hair. I found out I was pregnant, then gave birth to the *almost* 4-month old cozied up beside me. I traveled to Canada, West Virginia, Ohio, DC, OBX, and Vegas. I got to watch (on tv) my Steelers go to yet another Super Bowl. I watched a the ‘Skis, “Baby Spice”, and a 2nd cousin get married. I got to meet a little boy who was born to a cousin who fought (and won) a battle against cancer. I got to hold two little boys who were born three months early and are two of the happiest babies I’ve ever seen. I spent Christmas with both my parents and my husbands parents (what an amazing day that was!). I was given so much to be thankful for.

Today, I turned twenty-eight. I truly am thankful for today.

One thought on “Twenty Eight (Part I)”

  1. Love this, Becky! You are so talented and blessed; thank you for sharing your heart with us. I’m so glad you had a wonderful birthday, and please tell your Mom happy birthday today. I didn’t know it is her special day until seeing your FB post.
    Much love,

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