Thursday, April 25, 2013

The Last Birthday Post--I Promise!

I've been trying to write about my birthday all week, but every time I try to form feeling into words, they all seem so utterly inadequate.

For all those weeks when my husband asked, "What do you want to do for your birthday?" and all the times I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Ignore it,"which was really what I wanted to do, and for all the hours I spent truly agonizing over turning 50, I have been duly humbled.

Frankly, I'm ashamed.

When it finally dawned on me that what I wanted most was to spend the weekend in my favorite place with my favorite people, I could never have imagined how RIGHT that decision would turn out to be. For once, putting my foot down (about the party) actually paid off.

My people were all I needed.

They spoiled me, folks. Truly spoiled me.

Here, take a look.

From the swankity-swank of the hotel . . .

to the walks along the beach . . .

to a night at the theater . . .

to the amazing food we encountered all weekend . . .

. . . every minute was perfect.

Our three beauties joined us for dinner on Saturday night.

Wait. Did I say beauties? "Goofballs" is more like it.

Even the restaurant made me feel special!

By the time B and I packed up to go home on Sunday, I told him that I felt like I had been gone for a week, so relaxing was our time in the city. 

The definition of spoiled? Me.

Definitely me.

When I got home this week, I got this wonderful note from a dear friend, and it boosted my spirits even more:
"Well . . . was turning 50 as horrific as you thought? As I approach the next decade marker, I realize that the 50s have been a particularly sweet time of life--marriages of children, grandchildren's arrivals, time to give to others, richness in marriage. All in all, I would say the 50s rock."
See? Spoiled! To have friends like that who take the time to encourage me in that way makes me feel so blessed. 

I think she's right, and I'm ready to experience this sweet time of life, thanks to the love of so many friends and family. You have all cheered me to this milestone, and for that I am so grateful.

May I spend the next 50 years cheering you on as you have cheered me.

Let the Year of Jubilee begin!

P.S. Lest you think I'm crazy to even think I'd be able to spend the next 50 years cheering on my friends, let me remind you that my grandma almost made it to 100 (she was just three months shy). I realized this week that I'm only halfway there--something more to celebrate!


  1. Happy, happy
    belated 50's!
    A glorious time,
    indeed : )

    I'm glad that you
    were spoiled and
    are looking forward
    with anticipation to
    the next 50!

    Love & Hugs,

  2. And a great time was had by all. May your year be a wonderful extension of the beginning of this new decade for you.

  3. SO pleased that you've been having such a wonderfully happy time.

    And may I say you are looking particularly gorgeous 50-year old!


  4. I love reading about your birthday, Shelly. What a great family God has blessed you with. Glad the city was such a rich weekend.
    May you continue to celebrate God's vast love for you!

  5. There you go! A weekend in the city!! Now that looks like a celebration to me.

    And since you come from such hearty stock, no doubt you'll be enjoying weekends in the city for DECADES and DECADES to come!! :)

    Love you, girl!

  6. Happy 50th Birthday!!! I am just a year behind you (I'll turn 50 in July of 2014). thanks for the precious reminder that age is JUST a number and life is what we make it. I admit to "dreading" the big 5-0 more than any other birthday. But, like you, I'm just halfway home. My grandma is 99 years old and in the nursing home. So glad you had an amazing birthday! Blessings!!

  7. What a wonderful birthday celebration. Sounds absolutely perfect.


  8. Looks like you had a wonderful time! I decided to celebrate 50 to the fullest because it's an honor many before me have not reached. May God Bless you in a special way this year!