Yesterday I spent the day with A. It was his birthday. We began the day with a simple brunch at PV. We shared pastries and we talked - it was nice. Later, we went shopping and headed for dinner. We spent the whole day together and I felt lucky to be able to share his birthday with him. That he chose to spend his birthday with me.
At the end of the day, I said.
”Thank you for spending your birthday with me. It meant a lot to me.”
Because, not too long ago, I was with someone who didn’t choose to spend his birthday with me. He told me that he would rather be alone. That he did not want my company on his day. Never have I felt so small in my life.
But today, I felt wanted again. I felt chosen and important. And for that, I felt replenished. Like I was enough, this time.
Thank you for spending your birthday with me. I appreciate it more than you can imagine.
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