Happy Birthday – to Me!
June 10, 2010One of the many times I was trying to explain to someone what this blog is about, I launched into a story that went like this:
I remember when I turned 40; I had just stopped nursing my younger child. I knew that my baby-making years were behind me, and I felt a wonderful freedom thinking of the new decade as one in which I got my body back. Then, when I turned 45, my younger one had just finished kindergarten. I had two children securely ensconced in school, more sure and capable every day – I felt it was the beginning of the era in which I got my brain back.
As I told this story, I realized that I am a person who seeks out markers. I need milestones and I rarely let one pass without imbuing it with meaning. Not that this surprised me much, the evidence has been there for, what, 45+ years. With my birthday in June, the New Year in January, and the Jewish New Year in September/October, I have three nicely spaced markers each year to pause, reflect and make up new traditions.
What can I say? This is how I think. No one ever accused me of being a casual person.
So, it’s June and if I had my way, I’d celebrate my birthday every day for the whole month. Or maybe it’s that I want my birthday celebrated for me, with gifts and attention showered from many directions, day after day. But that is another story.
This year, I am going to buy myself a present. Something handmade. A piece of jewelry. Funny thing about the artistic journey I’ve been on to become a maker of jewelry is that I actually am not much of a jewelry wearer. However, I do own a few pieces of jewelry that I really love, none of them very fancy or expensive, and I never tire of wearing those pieces. And in my online travels over the last couple of years, I have discovered quite a few makers whose work I very much admire, but I haven’t really bought anything. It’s not that I have such great will power, but more that I’m just not that much of a shopper. But lately, I’ve been thinking that I need to start supporting other artists more often and building my own collection of handmade stuff.
But what to pick? Great choices . . . .






