So, last Saturday (August 14th) I turned FIFTY!
For several weeks before the big day — everyone kept asking me how I was going to celebrate!
I had no Idea… I usually don’t celebrate my birthday in any big way.
Not because I’m ashamed of getting older. I'm not.I love my age.
I know, of course, that so many of us women don’t like to admit our ages. (I was born in the public eye so I never had the option of hiding my age — a quick google search is all that’s needed to know a whole lot of details about my life!).
But we women are taught to be more and more ashamed each time a year passes.
What is that about? As if each year that passes takes away from our value. As if our value only lives in our youth and not our experience?
Later for that crap!
I am beyond thankful that I was raised around women who embrace their ages, their accomplishments, and the wisdom that they have gained through the years.
No...embarrassment about my age is not the reason why I rarely (if ever) throw myself a birthday party.
Usually on my birthdays, I like to lay low. I enjoy quietly contemplating the years that have passed and making plans for the ones that are coming. I usually do a lot of writing, a lot of thinking, and a lot of THANKING.
This year, however, after much cajoling by friends and family, I decided to have a casual “open house” style get together on the beach (my happy place).
I envisioned friends and family stopping by, sitting on the sand, watching the waves while their children played and snacked on Mexican food. I imagined something lovely.
And it was lovely. It was VERY lovely, but it was even more than that...
My birthday get-together offered me an opportunity that I rarely offer myself — a much needed moment to celebrate ME and the life that I have built -- my family, my friends, my self-expression, my art. All of it!
These things take work. They're like flowers in a beautiful garden. As wonderful as they are to look at, it took some major digging and toiling in the hot sun, to get those bad boys to grow!
And if you’re anything like me, you know that “the buck stops with you” and so you do the work! You have the ABILITY and take the RESPONSE-ABILITY to make sure that everything gets done and gets done well.
Everything means…. your children, your partner, your household, your business, your friends and on and on and on. EVERY FLOWER in the garden of your life is being cared for by YOU! Every flower except you!
Through these articles, I am often reminding you (as I am reminding myself) to take the time to take care of YOU — eat well, sleep well, meditate, exercise — make sure to always be fertilizing your own soil so your flower can bloom and so can all the others in your life.
And on August 14th, that meant throwing myself a FIFTIETH birthday party!
And it felt SO GOOD!
Today (even if it’s not your birthday) take time to CELEBRATE YOU.
Pat yourself on the back for all your hard work. Put on an outfit that makes you feel beautiful. Buy yourself some flowers. Or a frosted cake! Play your favorite music and DANCE around your happy place!
CELEBRATE YOU! CELEBRATE YOU! CELEBRATE YOU!
Oh…any by the way, you can expect me to celebrate me FROM NOW ON! And not just on my birthday!! I’m going to look for reasons to continue to CELEBRATE ME all day every day!
And, also by the way, I received an email from one of my social media followers, Deena Weinstein, who said "May you celebrate your birth everyday of your life."
Wow! I love that!
So now I'm sharing it with you...
May you celebrate YOU everyday of your life!
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Rhonda Ross is a singer-songwriter, an Emmy-nominated actress, and a Personal Power Practitioner. For musical, speaking or workshop bookings: email info@TheRhondaRoss.com