Wednesday, September 15, 2010

It's Not a Celebration Bitches

It's not a celebration anymore. I'm tired. No, actually that doesn't give this feeling the justice it deserves. I'm exhausted. From celebrating other people. I know, I know that sounds so horrible, but its true. When friends get married, have babies, buy new homes, get new jobs, have birthdays it is your job as a friend to throw confetti in the air, round up the troops and attend or throw a bash in their honor. And usually the celebration is a ton of fun!

The only problem is in your late 20s/early 30s, the aforementioned celebrations tend to involve plane tickets, bridal shower gifts, wedding gifts, rental cars, bottle service, baby gifts, housewarming gifts, bridesmaid dresses, days out of work and it can not only drain your wallet but make you wonder if there will be any confetti left in the Big Confetti Store of Life when it is finally your turn for a celebration.

I'm tired. I can't say it enough. I love life. I love friends. I love laughter. And I experience all of these things in each celebration I attend or host. But I'm tired of celebrating other people and for once, would like to be celebrated. How selfish is that? Even if we all gathered around a cupcake, lit a solitary candle and sang me a song called "You're awesome and we love you" I'd be fine. It usually takes a huge life altering event like a wedding or the birth of a child for people to buy plane tickets to celebrate you. Or even worse, your death. But what about everything in between? I have a friend that moved away to a state where she had no friends, and has been asking friends to come visit - only 1 has come so far. But if she got married, everyone would drop everything and fly from every corner of the earth to celebrate.

Can't we just celebrate people for being friends? We should create a friend party that has absolutely no purpose but to shower love on someone for being who they are. Not a birthday party. Not a bridal shower. A Just Because celebration. The world would be a better place and people would feel so much more appreciated if they existed.

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