Mom’s Birthday

Hi There! Is it your birthday by any chance?

Nobody really knows why do we celebrate birthdays, but we do, of course that is if we do. Do you?

My Mom’s birthday is tomorrow and for some reason I have started to wonder and to try to remember when did I start acknowledging the fact that she was getting older, and that she also had birthdays like me or almost like me. I was trying to remember when and what was my first birthday present that I gave to her. I guess the reason is because the other day my Mom didn’t believe I gave her something for her birthday last year and I did. I know it was not the greatest gift, but I did remember.

I imagine a when I was a little kid; probably a hug, a kiss, a card were my kind of gifts. I really do not remember. My memory about giving gifts to my Mom or any other person started when I was in junior high and my Mom decided to give me an allowance, but still I do not remember my first gift that I gave her. I know that most of the times I used to buy her some kind of jewellery, but since I got pregnant and became dependent of my Mom again my gifts have changed.

I already received a lot from her and a lot of those things, well, come from her work, her money that she earns, so my nowadays gifts are creative, original and out of the blue. Sometimes is a public poem or like last year I made her some bracelets from different pieces of jewellery and what was creative was the poem. To write down I was using all the numbers. The goal was to create a poem starting with the number 1 until I arrived to the number of her birthday; 69 and I almost achieved it and I say almost because in the poem there were missing certain numbers, but please forgive me for my lack of inspiration and the time, but this year I did made it and later on I will share it with you. If she likes it I will tell you and say the following that is that you do not need money to celebrate birthdays; what you need is to remember and to acknowledge and to show that you cared.

So when is YOUR Birthday?


Published by: sserrat

I'm the new black, but in color and that color is all the words that come up from inside my head. Fact: This Blog is for me to feel like a real writer. It's just like the feeling that the characters from the movie "you got mail" felt when those words appeared on the screen, that's how I feel when I clicked on P.U.B.L.I.S.H.E.D. That's just a great feeling. I can't see myself no writing in the sense of forever. Writing is magic and when you read me becomes true and when you comment starts to scream. I just love it. A place to be, to let myself go.

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