‘First Birthdays’

Though I realize today is indeed a historical day, there are enough articles, posts, opinions and news headlines that will speak for it so I’ll leave it alone and talk about one of my nephew’s having his first birthday party instead.

“They won’t remember it anyway”, “What a waste of a cake”, “Why so much hoopla over a first birthday?”, “It’s just an excuse for presents”, “It’s just a reason for adults to get together and drink”, “Why bother?”

Those are some of the varied sentiments I’ve heard or read over the years challenging the rationale over why would someone ever consider having a first birthday party for their child…since the yearling won’t even remember it.

Tonight we are celebrating my cute nephew’s first birthday. Now that my face finally doesn’t make him cry (’cause he’s all grown up), I look forward to watching him laugh, have fun with his presents and eat his first slice of birthday cake. Because that’s the best part.

For those who care, here’s my take on all of this stuff:

Years ago, I remember listening to a Mel Robbins podcast. She reiterated info on the probability of our being born and that, in fact, we truly are all scientific and statistical miracles.

And like the Mad Hatter, I’d say an ‘unbirthday’ is something to celebrate…everyday.

I found this Huffpost article (https://www.huffpost.com/entry/probability-being-born_b_877853) that takes Mel’s talk up a notch and further investigates the likelihood of our aliveness today.

The author summarizes her findings and states this:

“So what’s the probability of your being born? It’s the probability of 2.5 million people getting together — about the population of San Diego — each to play a game of dice with trillion-sided dice.

They each roll the dice — and they all come up the exact same number — say, 550,343,279,001.

A miracle is an event so unlikely as to be almost impossible. By that definition, I’ve just proven that you are a miracle.

Now go forth and feel and act like the miracle that you are.”

…and I’ll echo those final words.

You. Are. A. Miracle.

Our time here is so very short.

“We blossom like a flower and then wither. Like a passing shadow, we quickly disappear.” -Job 14:2

So when we are born, each year, each day, each moment…considering there was waaayyy more of a chance of us NOT being here…I say celebrate it!

You’re worth it.

Eat the cake. I know I will.

-Becky

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