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his week was my birthday and I tend to be the one organising and celebrating everyone else and when mine comes i just can’t be bothered. I worked the night before my birthday so which meant i would probably spend my birthday asleep. For the last few weeks Kupa has been reminding me when my birthday was.

I

remember walking through the doors and got the ‘surprise!’ from the kids and they started singing for me. It was so beautiful. For a moment Nashe was just staring at me and her brother singing. I think she was probably thinking, “why are we singing for mama. Shouldn’t we be singing for us kids?” I know that’s what i would have been thinking.

I spent the day with her and dropped Kupa at school. All day she would come to me while I was dosing on the couch or something and she would be singing ‘happy birthday ‘ to me. Such beautiful moments. When we picked Kupa up from school he had coloured and wrote me a letter. Such beautiful souls they have.

I

am just so happy they are growing up and acknowledging small things like birthdays. Kupa was even sad when i walked in from working saying he was sorry he had no presents for me. I reminded him that the thought was what was important and I couldn’t ask for a better present than them. They are my God given present and i get to have them everyday.

A few family and friends did however keep reminding me that life is too short and though i think of everyone else i should also take time to celebrate my life. So that is exactly what i did and thankful for my family for taking time to celebrate with me.

C

elebrate life, yours and those you love because time flies and you look back and regret when you could have enjoyed.