Surprise

My birthday is this weekend and I’m giddy with anticipation. When asked how I wanted to celebrate, I told my friends, “It doesn’t matter. Just as long as the four of us are there. Surprise me.”

I had forgotten how much I love surprises. Love. Love. Love. Surprises. Knowing that there’s something planned, completely unknown, thrills me. They’ve given me clues throughout the week, but I still have no idea what we’ll be doing. Wear jeans. Bring tennis shoes. Bring a jacket. We might be outside. Wear cute going out clothes, just in case. Be ready to leave work at 4.

Without knowing it, they’ve already given me such a great gift – the anticipation that precedes something wonderful.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s