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“One More Candle”
Today,
the world insists
I should celebrate.
There is cake.
There are candles.
There are voices
that tell me
they’re glad I was born.
So am I.
More than they know.
Fifty-three.
There was a time
when birthdays
were little more
than punctuation marks.
Another year.
Another joke
about getting older.
Another handful of candles
blown out
without much thought
for whether
there would be
more to follow.
Now,
every candle
feels like borrowed light.
People ask me
what I want
for my birthday.
They expect
something tangible.
Instead,
I find myself wishing
for the one thing
no one can wrap.
Just…
one…
more.
Not because
I’m afraid to die.
But because
I’ve finally learned
how beautiful
ordinary days
really are.
A sunrise.
A long conversation.
Coffee
that grows cold
because the company
is too good
to interrupt.
The first cool morning
after a relentless summer.
The laughter
that sneaks up on you
when you least expect it.
The quiet comfort
of hearing someone
on the other end
of the line.
The universe
has peculiar timing.
It waited
until this chapter
of my life
to send people
I now struggle
to imagine
having lived without.
Sometimes,
“I love you”
sounds suspiciously
like olive juice.
Some smiles
travel twelve hundred miles
without ever boarding
an airplane.
Some stories
about a nurse anesthetist
who was an absolute knockout
are funny
for more than one reason.
Some conversations
begin with music,
wander through life,
and somehow leave you
laughing harder
than you were
when they began.
Some people
never ask you
to pretend
that everything
is okay.
They simply stay.
Even when
the conversation
becomes difficult.
Even when
there are no words
capable
of fixing anything.
Kindness,
I’ve learned,
doesn’t care
whether it crosses
a street,
a border,
or an ocean.
It simply arrives.
I wish
I had found
all of these souls
years earlier.
Then again…
perhaps
they arrived
at the exact moment
I needed
to recognize
the miracle
of finding them.
I don’t question
the universe
anymore.
I just thank it.
If I have anything left
to offer this life,
I want to spend it
on people.
On conversations
that refuse
to end.
On laughter
that leaves
my ribs aching.
On reminding someone,
for no particular reason,
that they matter.
That they always will.
Because one day,
there will be
a birthday
without candles.
Without wishes.
Without me.
But today
isn’t that day.
Today,
I still get
to love.
I still get
to be loved.
I still get
to marvel
at the impossible fortune
of the paths
that crossed mine,
however late
they may have arrived.
So tonight,
when the room
falls quiet
and the last candle
finally surrenders
its tiny flame,
I won’t ask
for riches.
I won’t ask
for certainty.
I won’t even ask
for miracles.
I’ll ask
for mornings.
For ordinary Tuesdays.
For one more autumn.
One more snowfall.
One more chance
to hear familiar voices.
One more opportunity
to say,
without rushing,
“I love you.”
And if the universe
chooses
to grant me
one more birthday,
I promise
I will spend
every ordinary day
between now
and then
earning it.
Because somewhere
along these fifty-three years,
without my even noticing,
life stopped being
about counting birthdays
and became
about counting
the hearts
that made each one
worth reaching.
Jem 👣
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