Happy Birthday!!!

Today is my Birthday! It is one that ends with a 7!!!

As a child, birthday’s were one of the big highlights of my life.

My 7th birthday was the last time I remember having a planned birthday party. Notice the keyword is planned.  My 7th birthday was canceled on my birthday.

It started out as any other childhood birthday. I woke up and it was both my dad and my special day.  To this day, he claims I stole his birthday, but that is another story for another day.

Just like every other school day, I headed off to school with my sister.

We lived in military housing in San Diego, CA.  It was March 21, 1979. I was in the 1st grade. at Chesterton Elementary School. Mrs. White was my teacher. To this day, I will tell you how much Mrs. White made a difference in my life.  

My memories maybe wrong after all these years, but it seems like back then we were allowed to walk home at lunch and come back. It’s been forty years so my memories may be off.

I remember I was supposed to be bringing cupcakes after lunch. This was a big deal. It was my day! I was so excited. 

Then it happened. I was itchy. I was scratchy. My mom looked at my back and it was done. 

No cupcakes to take in the afternoon. No birthday party on Saturday at McDonald’s. 

I was destroyed. I cried. I begged. I wailed.

Ultimately the chicken pox won that battle.

The biggest day in my life would stand ruined for all time in my mind. To this day I still go on about my 7th birthday being canceled. 

Well it’s been 40 years and I am still not over it. I probably sound silly but for me it was as major of a blow as discovering some of childhoods other major joys were fairy tales brought to life.

Which brings us to today. Today I am 47. Yes, I am almost 50.

The last several years have been quite a journey for my husband and I. I started the blog as a way to try to rediscover the joys of childhood. As time went on, I was spending a lot of time with my granddaughter Nevaeh and she was often the focus of the posts. 

Things got rough and I slowly posted less and less. Since Christmas of 2017 there has only been one other post.  There just wasn’t a lot to write about. There was a lot of major adult things going on and trust me none of it brought me joy.

A year ago we moved to Nevada. 

Starting today, I am going to commit myself back to the blog. I am not sure how it is all going to go. I don’t know if the theme will stay the same or morph over time. After all we are human and always evolving.

Right now, I am going to give my self a challenge. To do something new or differently every day and post about it. My experience doing it, how it works out, etc.

If you have anything you want to see me do or try… drop me a line at becomingseven@gmail.com or hit me up on facebook and I will try my best to test out the waters =)

Talk to you all tomorrow


dedicated to the 7 year old in all of us

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