However, when I woke up this morning I didn't feel like a 20 year old should, unless they're more nauseated than I've been told. Yep, it was my special day, and I felt as sick as a dog. And when I get extremely sick, I tend to be really still and quite, kinda like a vegetable, maybe like broccoli or spinach, they're nauseating enough. So my poor parents wished me a happy birthday and all I could honestly do was smile a thanks.
Pretty soon it was time to get ready for work, and I was beginning to debate whether or not I should even go, but I knew seeing the kids would be good for my morale. And I'm so glad I did. My mom and grandmother brought a beautiful teacher themed cake up to the school to share with my students. We had a mini party in the classroom, and the kids sang to me, gave me more hugs and love than I could almost stand! One of my first grade girls said, "Miss Stephanie, this is one of the best parties I have ever been to! Thank you for bringing your cake and sharing it with us." I had to agree with her, it was one of the best parties I had ever been to as well. Not because of a fancy cake, decorations, games, or gifts (because their weren't any), but because of the love that was in the celebration.
Although I was disappointed that I didn't necessarily feel up to celebrating 20 years of life, I am certainly grateful to God that He has given them to me. I know that it was because of Him that I had such a good time at the party today, I could feel Him in the room amongst the kids. I am forever thankful for those students and for loving parents! So Happy 20th Birthday to me!