The Birthday Jinx: On This Day In History

On this day in history, April 19th, a lot of horrific events have happened over the years. Events no one wants to associate with celebration, certainly not this birthday jinx. Tragic events. If you share a birthday with this historically jinxed day, do you celebrate, or hide and hope that nothing else bad happens?

The Birthday Jinx #ThisIs49

Fact, today is my birthday. I’ve been somewhat in hiding all day trying to avoid the birthday jinx. This has nothing (OK, almost nothing) to do with my age. I don’t want the birthday jinx to hit again. On this day in history, April 19th, a lot of horrific stuff has happens and I’d like to skip that this year. So, I’m skipping my birthday and I hope everyone can respect that in light of all of the bad shit that happens in the world these days.

Dramatic?

Not really. Let’s review.

  • April 19, 1775 – It was the Shot Heard Round the World and that didn’t really work out well. War, in my humble opinion, never does. (BUT, that was a long time ago; it was a one time thing, and I wasn’t alive. It has no bearing on present day life. Right? WRONG.)
  • April 19, 1993 – The FBI’s siege on the Waco Compound leaves 76 dead. I was at work, getting ready to celebrate.
  • April 19, 1995 – The Oklahoma City Bombing kills 168 people, including children. Way too many children. I was sitting at a tanning salon waiting to get my tan on before heading out to celebrate.
  • April 20, 1999 (OK, it’s too close not to mention) – A mass shooting at Columbine High School leaves 15 dead. I was hung over from celebrating the night before.

So, here’s the thing. Other than the first one (come’on, I’m not that old), I’ve lived through these events. On my birthday. I’m not trying to make this, the mass loss of life, about me. All I’m trying to say is that maybe if we skip this day, my annual day of celebration, nothing bad will happen. Let’s skip today. Let’s skip the violence and ugliness in the world. At least for one day; let’s make today that day so that we can possibly break the chain. It’s a bad day in history that I don’t care to celebrate.

So, I removed my birthday from Facebook. I removed it from my calendar. We aren’t celebrating. Instead, we’ll remember the many loses of life that happened, horrifically and needlessly, on this day in history, and we’ll celebrate the lives they lived instead.

Not your typical “Happy Birthday to Me” post, but this is not your typical day in history. Today, let’s celebrate being the change and do something about this fearful world we live in for our children’s sakes, shall we?

Anniversaries, Love, and Realizations…I’m Where I’m Supposed to Be.

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Do you remember the minute you fell in love? The minute you knew HE was the one? I do. It was one day in 2003. I’d been in “love” before. But it wasn’t real love. It didn’t have staying power. It was fleeting and those relationships didn’t last. Not even the one that produced 2 beautiful children. It wasn’t “real”.

I met B in 2002 and it was meant to be a fling. He was 11 years my junior. He had his kids, I had mine. We just wanted a companion that didn’t want anything lasting. Just a break from reality. I remember the first time he told me he loved me. He wasn’t supposed to tell me that. I felt it then, but I didn’t admit it. That’s not what we were about.

But I remember the day I admitted it freely and willingly like it was yesterday. Something in the way the sun shone on him, something in the way his eyes twinkled, something in the way he made me rethink love. It was that day that I felt a forever love, a love that would withstand the troubles and trials in life, the love that would withstand the test of time. No matter what.

That “no matter what” has been truly tested over the past 12 years. He’s tested it way more than I have. But the day I decided to truly “love” him, I decided that this time, I’d learn true love, understanding, and the hardest part of all, forgiveness. Because this man? He was worth it.

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And he is. Despite our troubles, this man is the man I want (NEED) to spend the rest of my life with. We just recently celebrated 11 years of marriage, but I see it more as celebrating 11 years of staying power. Marriage, relationships, are rough. Anyone that says their marriage is perfect is either lying to you, or lying to themselves. There are always problems when you decide to spend the rest of your life with just one person. Always. But when you decide to love, accept, and occasionally forgive? That’s when you can find true happiness. It’s work!

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Sometimes, when you find the “one”, there’s occasional pain. But when you actually do find the “ONE”, there’s always so much more pleasure than pain so it’s totally worth it. It’s worth the “work” involved in making a real relationship, in fostering that forever love. Nothing is easy in life. NOTHING. If you have staying power, if you find the ONE, stick it out. Work on it. Continue to work on it each and every day. Don’t ever forget why you fell in love. Don’t ever forget the moment that brought you to this point. Don’t ever forget to tell the one you love how much you love and appreciate them. Just keep working.

Happiness is possible and I’ve found happiness through the occasional trials and tribulations. I’ve also found that all of this “work” is totally worthwhile. I love being in love and I love the life I’m living. It’s not all work so I’m happy to put in the time to enjoy the roses on any given Tuesday, the unspoken “looks”, and the memories we’re making while we constantly “work” on us.

It’s not always easy, but it’s always worth it. And quite honestly, “The older I get, the less time I want to spend with the part of the human race that didn’t marry me.”.

3 Years What? Happy Blogiversary to Me!

That’s right y’all. I’ve hung on to this little piece of .com real estate for 3 years now. I missed it by a day (or 2) but I’m 3 years old now. Don’t split hairs and point out the obvious. I’m talking about this blog, not about me. 


It’s an amazing thing. They (whoever “they” are) say that the majority of blogs don’t withstand the first year. I’ve made it to THREE. Happy (we all knew I was stubborn) blogiversary to ME. My first post didn’t contain a single photo. It didn’t seem important back then. I just wanted to talk, to myself, even if I was the only one that listened. But other people joined along (again, I’d like to thank all 10 of you) and I grew. I learned that photos were important. I learned that sharing healthy recipes meant people that I had no clue existed would pop in from time to time. I grew. 

I’m not huge (neither in stature nor page views) but I’ve grown. I like how I’ve organically grown and I love all of the other opportunities that this little dot on the internet map has afforded me. And I truly love the real life connections I’ve made since joining the blogging community. I’ve gotten really frustrated along the way and thought about throwing in the towel way more than once. This, along with my other gigs, is a lot of work. But I love what I do and I’m happy to be 3! 

I’ve decided, I’m in this for the long haul. I’m sure I’ll still get frustrated from time to time. I’m sure I’ll be hit with the sudden urge to throw this laptop off of the balcony at least once a week. And I’m sure I’ll sit here and scratch my head wondering why, oh-why, would anyone want to read anything I have to write on a daily basis. But that’s OK. Because, as with anything that you truly love, there are always frustrations in life. If you see more good than bad. If the scale is tipped in your favor. You just don’t give up, and I don’t plan on it any time soon. 

I’m proud of this little dot. I’m proud of myself and my staying power. This is the most fun and rewarding “job” I’ve ever had in my life. What are you most proud of in your professional career?