Wednesday, April 4, 2012

on April the 2nd


On April 2nd, I turned 29.
The same age my mom was when she married my dad.


On April 2nd, Justin had to work, so I skyped with my parents.
And broke into a thousand tears right there in front of them.
Out of their unconditional love for me. Out of missing my husband. Out of sheer exhaustion.


On April 2nd, I stood next to a dear friend on the sidewalks of New York City.
I hugged her hard as she cried and said,
Today was suppose to be about you, not about me.
But know this, you started your 29th year pouring life into someone else and I will never forget it.

Most of the time, birthdays are filled with cake and ice cream and candles bearing wishes.
But sometimes, they aren't. Sometimes they are hard.
Miles separate you from people you love, friends are walking through dark times, your heart is heavy.

That was my April 2nd. The day I turned 29.
But that day was more precious than you may think.

21 comments:

  1. goosebumps on my legs.

    Happy Bday Molly. I wish you cake this weekend.

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  2. if i had a whole lot of crying to do, i imagine you'd be a good person to do it next to. you're a comforter through and through.

    happy birthday, molly! i hope the other days in april are more about you. cause, we need summa that in our birthday month, yes?

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  3. oh this was stirring.

    "a woman's whole life in a single day. just one day. and in that day, her whole life." - Virginia Woolf in "the hours" on writing mrs. dalloway

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  4. Molly-- here's to wishing you a glorious April. You deserve it, pretty lady.

    Happy Birthday. :)

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  5. It makes me happy that we are birthday buddies. Only just a few days apart from one another. Cheers to a birthday do-over. and lots of cake and ice cream for the rest of the month.

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  6. Happy belated birthday! I don't like to hype birthdays (or any holidays for that matter) up because it ruins them. Good attitude. And congrats on still being in your 20s!

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  7. You are a beautiful writer, Molly.

    Happy late birthday to you.

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  8. It is your birthday month and I hope it will be an extra special one! Love you and Happy Birthday!

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  9. I hope there were more smiles than tears! Love you much, sweet friend!

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  10. Happy Birthday Month, Molly! Celebrate all month! Hugs to you all the way in NYC!

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  11. Wish i could have been there to celebrate with you. I know how very much you love birthdays. I am sorry yours was not as fabulous as you deserve. I love you and miss you.

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  12. happy, happy belated birthday to you. i just turned 29 too.

    this is a sweet post and i love what your sweet friend said about you.

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  13. Happy birthday my love (I'll pretend this comment is a mini-time machine and you're getting that message two days ago!).

    And I hope whatever your sweet friend is going through passes soon, and joy returns to her once again :) Prayers... Lots of prayers.

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  14. Happy belated birthday, sweet Molly. I just scrolled through my Twitter feed and I was happy to see you had a sunshine and laughter-filled day with your husband today (who I would agree is simply the funniest person on the planet). Love you so.

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  15. such a beautiful and honest post. it's true that sometimes birthdays can't be like they were when we were young. we grow up and real life happens. but you sound like an incredible person to comfort your friends!!
    xo TJ

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  16. Happy belated birthday Molly!

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  17. happy birthday, dear!! thanks for being so honest & truthful here :)

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  18. So honest and raw. I hope you at least got ate some sugar to make you feel better.

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  19. I know this is late, very, very late- but happy birthday lovely! & cheers to many wonderful days ahead.

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