My sister reminded me my birthday was coming up next Sunday, and she and my mom asked me what I wanted to do. I honestly didn't realize it was happening so soon. I dislike birthdays, dislike trying to think of something special to do. It made me think about what I did on previous birthdays. I was always unhappy on my birthdays during my teenage years because I felt like something fun should have happened, but it got better after 21 when my expectations were lowered and I was happy with little things.
I turned 22 in Japan. I had two friends with birthdays one day and two days after mine and we gathered at the Kyoto apartment of one of them with slices of cake from a popular cake chain that we bought for ourselves. We watched Blue Collar Comedy on a laptop while sitting on the floor, chatting, and eating cake. It was honestly extremely fun and the best birthday I had had since elementary school.
I turned 23 in San Antonio, I think. I was dating a guy then. I believe my mother made dinner that night. It wasn't very memorable. I think I was depressed that day.
I turned 24 in Mineral Wells, on a visit to my grandmother's house. It was one of my final visits. We knew then that she wouldn't be around the next year. Everyone said happy birthday to me, but since my cousins and family were there, it wasn't a very different day than usual. Still, we went to an art museum that day, which made me happy.
I turned 25 in Korea. I had to teach that night, but two of my dearest friends took me out to eat for lunch at my favorite Italian place in Wonju, Bon Apetit. They gave me Tazo teas that they had been sent from home and I was so happy. (Black teas were surprisingly hard to come by in Korea.)
I turned 26 in San Antonio, home from Korea and worried about what I was going to do with my life. That was the best birthday. My brother was in town and he wanted to meet a friend of his from college who was also in town so we went out to lunch at a fancy steakhouse, Perry's. G, one of my oldest, dearest friends, was also in town, so my brother and I separated into different tables with our friends. G gave me tea and cookies, and we went and looked at the bookshop after while my brother continued to catch up with his old friend. :) Then we went home and hung out until it was showtime and we saw the second Sherlock Holmes movie, which I loved. Then we went to Asia Kitchen and ordered food family style and I was able to pick some of my favorite things for the table. It was delicious. They gave me some gifts after (I don't remember what - I don't think anything beat G's tea, honestly) and I went to bed happy. It was a wonderful day with tea, food, bookstores, and movies. Loved it.
Now I'm going to turn 27. My mom was talking about visiting my grandpa that day before we realized that was my birthday. Maybe I should just go with her and have a quiet day with family. G will be in SA that day, unfortunately, but I could see him the next day or the night before. I think the most important thing is that I don't stress about it. If we go to Austin to see my grandpa, maybe I can get someone to take me to my favorite tea shop.
I don't like getting older. :( However, I do like that my life has finally gotten better.