Blake's 28th Birthday

A Blake and husband appreciation post.

Birthdays aren’t really our thing. We don’t do a whole ‘birthday month’, or do anything extravagant. A nice dinner, maybe some cake, and we count ourselves rich and another year wiser.

We all know 2020 was an unexpectedly difficult year. Turning over into 2021, it didn’t get easier. It seemed like the whirlwind of that year was slowly chipping at my heart, and the domestic violence in the new year was my last straw. I still can’t think about the American terrorism in Atlanta, San Francisco, and Colorado without crying.

After taking some time to grieve and not heal, I realized this slow and steady chipping at the heart was also awakening my heart and enabling it to beat more vibrantly. With so many acts of violence happening beyond our control, I don’t have time to be anything but wholeheartedly myself. I don’t have time to be shy or hesitant, or wishing I had spoken my truth. Us diligently spending day in and day out in the same way just isn’t going to cut it anymore. If we have the chance to live, we should live.

Thank you to Atomic Helicopters for setting our hearts free again, if only for a day.