I received an amazing gift this morning.
My son called fifteen minutes after he left for school. I thought it was because he forgot to say happy birthday :)
Instead he reported he'd been in an accident. Three high school kids, two cars, and no one was hurt.
Instead of blowing up balloons for my pity party, obsessing about insurance hikes and deductibles, or declaring that my birthday was ruined, I immediately chose gratitude.....or gratitude chose me.
I'm grateful everyone was okay. I'm grateful my son felt safe calling me. I'm grateful it wasn't the call all mothers dread. I'm grateful I was able to forgive my son immediately and release him from his own anxiety.
Thank you Universe for reminding what is expendable and what is precious.
It's the best birthday gift ever!