Touching Birthday Message To Myself Novels & Stories

I moved on and I'll never turn back now. It was just me, myself and I, about whom I cared. I didn't want another love. I left that girl in the junior year. I played music in my phone and danced for an hour to let go of all the fears that restrained me from loving my life. After that I opened my arms and let my weight fall on the bed. I was feeling like the happiest one on this planet. Maybe this was the best day of my life. And another thing it was my birthday now. It was 12:00, 17 June. I felt so contented somehow.

I would have to just accept it this year. It took all I had to talk myself into getting out of bed the morning of my birthday. I would have rather just stayed in bed for the day. I knew I couldn’t though since dad, and Gina wanted to spend time with me. At least I got a text from Chastity wishing me happy birthday, and telling me she loved me. It made me feel good to know she was thinking of me. That would have to get me through the day.

It was my birthday, my twentieth birthday! I had been so carried away with everything that’s been happening that I had forgotten about my own birthday, and with tears streaming down my face- these days, I was a crybaby- I began to hug everyone, one after the other, sighing when nobody flinched or tried to shy away from me.

He would understand better when he sees its my birthday. Taking the long route to calm my head, and I got the cake, his favorite flavor. Walking back home with the cake, I mustered up courage to send the message. “Hey James, I don’t know if you forgot or anything, but today’s my birthday and I got a cake. I know you love chocolate flavored cake, so maybe a piece could make you feel better.” I reread the message and sighed. I sounded needy and desperate. Clearing the message and just leaving the first part of how it’s my birthday, my finger hovered over the send button.

"Me?" "Yes, you. You're not a mess. You're just having a rough time. It's normal. I've had my fair share of rough times. Ones I thought I'd never be able to overcome, but here I am today. And, hey, there's still a few more days to your birthday. Don't worry, we'll do something nice. Go somewhere." "I doubt it." "What do you mean?"

He said with a slight nod to the server who got the message and moved back his initial position "So we have................. 1) We are so lucky to have been enjoying you for so long! Here’s to many more years of fun, laughter and memories. Happy birthday, Grandma! 2) Happy birthday, Grandma! I hope this next year brings you tons of laughter, good health, great memories and lottery tickets. You are in my thoughts and heart daily. I love and miss you very much 3) Happy birthday to a wonderful grandma! We can’t think of you without feeling lucky, spend time with you without feeling happy, or hug you without feel..............." "Stop!!! Just stop.............. Are you reading it from your phone

I typed a caption on the photo giving gratitude to myself. Advance Happy Birthday self! 2020 was a thrill ride for you. You’ve been through a lot of problems and barriers but still, you’re surviving. People turned their backs to you but let them be. I hope you continue doing a great job. Reach your dreams even people are against them. They may say a lot of negative things but prove to them that they’re wrong. On this special day of yours, you deserved happiness. The happiness you will foster the whole life. Happy birthday again and advance Merry Christmas as well! Xoxo!

I tucked the check away and grabbed my phone, opening the pinned chat. Before the party, I'd sent a simple text: [Kind of miss you.] Six replies. Five hours ago: [Miss you too.] Four hours ago: [Heading to practice.] Three hours ago: [Actually, I don't mind being interrupted during practice.] Two hours ago: [They told me it's your birthday.] One hour ago: [Happy birthday.] Just now: [I'm coming to see you.]

Time sure zoomed by. Today was my 19th birthday, but my science project flopped. It made me wonder if I was just not cut out to be a doctor. I ended up turning on my old phone and saw a few messages. [Rose, it's Mom and Dad. We don't expect you to forgive us. We just want you to be happy and take care of yourself. Happy Birthday, our dear treasure.] [We messed up before. Don't think less of yourself because of our mistakes. You're an amazing kid—kind, honest, smart, and brave. Take your gift and discover your own world.]

“Or maybe one of your uncles sent 'em.” “Maybe.” I shrugged and decided to let it rest. Besides it's my birthday so I have to enjoy it. A text from my phone brought me out from my dream world. It was from mom, I opened it and I felt... Stuck. “Happy eighteenth birthday, Ava. Always remember mom loves you.”