Birthdays Are Never About the Candles

Dear Reader:

Yesterday I got this birthday card from Marcia…and it had the perfect  message inside…a good reminder to all of us:

Birthdays aren’t about counting candles, but about counting every happiness in your life.

The more I thought about the statement, the more I realized just how much happiness my life has given me, to date, and how fortunate I am to still be living that happiness every single day.

Dr. Jeter, my oncologist, told me about a restaurant in Portland, Maine that Anne and I plan to visit after we land next Tuesday around lunch time. Dr. Jeter warned me that the lobster rolls could run about 25 dollars…she remembered thinking that was way too much to spend on one lobster roll in something that looked like a hot dog bun. She began talking herself out of getting one…

…But then her husband told her she was worth it…How many more times would they have this opportunity to return without three small children in tow? So Dr. Jeter passed on her husband’s advice to me…Get whatever I  wanted to eat and don’t blink about the cost…“This is your adventure…you have earned it!” Such sweet advice! I intend to do just that!

If we think about it… each age is only a  reflection of an accomplishment we have been subconsciously working for in each and every moment of our lives. One day all our opportunities to get out there, grab life with gusto, while, simultaneously, building memories, will be washed away in the tide of eternity. But not today… So let’s go for it! 🙂

One new thing I have discovered on this benchmark birthday is how I now re-define peace. At a certain age I think we all yearn for peace in our lives. But now I realize that peace isn’t a substitute for noise, craziness, and busyness…instead it is a feeling of calm in my heart in the midst of everyday noise, craziness, and busyness…in other words…peace in daily life. (My gift to myself this year)

Look what brought peace to me yesterday…against the blue azure sky…There it was …the first white bloom on the Confederate Rose bush (more like a tree in height.) The first bloom, in spite of the drought…a miracle…and especially to be located at the tip top of the bush…higher than the roof on the potting shed.

In quick summation…the Confederate Rose legend is based on a Civil War incident in which a Confederate soldier was shot and slowly died over an extended period of time. Each day the first bloom is white…symbolizing the soldier before the shot is fired at him, then pink as his blood begins to spill…ending in a dark color to represent the last of his blood spilled on the ground where he fell.

Each day this cycle repeats itself…over and over so eventually the huge bush is covered in white, different shades of pink and dark rose colors….exquisite. I will keep taking photos as the cycle begins…perhaps tomorrow?

So until tomorrow….

Look at these new lovelies blooming in the garden…much better than colorful balloons or ribbons on presents…my garden knows what makes me happy on my birthday!

“Today is my favorite day” Winnie the Pooh

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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6 Responses to Birthdays Are Never About the Candles

  1. Rachel Edwards says:

    Hey Becky…I am reading the blog on my phone. It does not act up like my 2 other computers. I think the problem lies with my older equipment ..computers and my brain. When I read the blig this morning with my devotional about God being our shepherd I thought about the hymn that has the verse “peace like a river extendeth my soul”. Loved being with you and Sue Ann yesterday.

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    • Becky Dingle says:

      Peace like a river….that song was sung last Sunday….one of my favorites. What a wonderful time yesterday with you and Sue Ann….loved Downton Abby! It was marvelous!!!! And even better company! So glad you found the chapel again!

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  2. bcparkison says:

    I’m counting on you having enough fun for all of the rest of us.Enjoy every inch of your trip.

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    • Becky Dingle says:

      Beverly I plan to do just that…like the ole’ inchworm…inch by inch…row by row…watch my garden grow and the beautiful foliage in Maine!!!! 🙂

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  3. What a great doctor! You want someone with a positive mindset caring for you. Have a great time in Maine.

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