Having two sons – Sidney (nearly 20) and Albert (nearly 14) – Abraham and Mary Solomon, after getting to a place they considered accomplished and secure, decided it was time for that baby girl they always wanted. Yes, that baby girl would be me. Despite being in their early forties and I laughingly always said, my Mother probably thinking this will never happen but going along with my Father’s desires to have a daughter, got pregnant. Indeed I was the girl child they and my two brothers had hoped for – smart me came early - being born 5 March 1954 on my dear Father’s 42nd birthday … I was much wanted, much adored and always REALLY happy to be in the Solomon family. That multiple cultural, multiple ethnic, many faiths family was a REALLY interesting and exciting place to grow up. I give thanks to G-d each and every day for the happenstance of my birth … grateful am I that I was blessed to be born a Solomon. There are not many who do not already know that my amazing husband legally took my last name January 2012 – agreeing – no make that insisting that our children have that legally hyphenated last name as well … so we are the unique Eliasz-Solomon™ family now and forever more. What is REALLY in a name it is often asked – everything I assure you but that legal and moral tutorial has been already discussed in my previous posts and most probably will be again. Here though on the occasion of my 2013 birthday, if you will so kindly indulge me, I would like to share with you my dear readers only a few of the reasons why my REAL birthday connections are so REALLY amazing.
The Hebrew/Jewish calendar has my birth date different than my father’s … ours is a not a set in time but instead lunar solar determined placement of dates. As such only in the widely accepted Gregorian calendar am I my Dad’s birthday buddy – that is just perfect because we two shared yearly celebrations plus a denotation of our Hebrew birth dates separately. I tell everyone when asked how to best describe my childhood is that it was a “thinking person’s upbringing” … by that I mean, while great fun and much laughter plus many, many REAL excursions and such – there was a constant aspect of scholarship and learning – what many call ”teaching moments“. This familial detail is resonant for the topic of my shared with father birthday on account of even that being a venue for lessons – the whys and wherefores of accepted dates in human history, as well as the poignancy and recognition of a life begun always taught and meant to be REALLY understood in our family.
Mine was a large, multi-generational extended family … many aunts, uncles and cousins. We all were REAL family – never a specification of 2nd, 3rd, half or whatever – just REAL family. It is interesting that the much referenced THE REAL Evil Doers Club™/The Miscreants™ one member [legally disowned/disinherited Michigan nurse] I am told recently posted on Facebook that she never even knew she had a paternal family until accidentally finding out at sixteen … one must wonder if such dysfunctional upbringing and lack of familial continuity is reason for her obvious [in my and others opinions] mental health issues – her jealously and hatefulness of those like myself, who unlike her, are so blessed with REAL families. Proof that if not addressed one will certainly develop REAL life long relationship problems on account of family childhood issues. As Tolstoy stated, “Happy families are all alike; unhappy family in its own way.” – while I believe all families, no matter happy or not, are unique, I too – like the great Tolstoy – see that REAL happiness like that of my family is surely that of similar others – for we while different know the absoluteness of love and comfort, and of the glorious connections that devoted family affords one in life. If you follow me on Facebook or know my personally, then you would have seen the massive amounts of cousins, et al. photos I keep dear to me – birthday parties and more settings are abundant with REAL family and friends from all the 59 years of my life. Likewise, you all know by now that I consider close friends to be my “extended family” and many have been nearly my lifelong companions – those more recent no less important and equally precious to those from biological determination.
Well now, I found a lovely lady friend – member of my Goddess Crew™ for a few years now, who shares my birthday. This great looking gal started out as my brow designer – we clicked and then one day while Connie R. chatted with my hubby, it came to her realization that we two were birthday “sisters” – both born March 5th [different years]. Since that day, we have shared great joys – her daughter weddings, my baby showers, dinners and luncheons, laughter and tears, professional accomplishments, her engagement/upcoming May 2013 wedding to dear Mike G. and some sorrows – her beloved Mother’s death last year, her fiance’s health scares, my dealing with REALLY evil nemesis, etc., etc.. The picture here was taken at her bridal shower fete just this past Sunday [3 March 2013] and the joy you see is REAL friendship. This REAL birthday connection makes a place holder that manifest a reality that a birth date is what we begin our life with – a marker that can be daunting for some but for me a glorious recognition that I am here – I am REAL and I am still living each day fully. To have others close to me that also came to be on March 5th allows a broadening of my REAL self, as I embrace their presence in my life, I am enriched and made more sturdy. As Beyonce sings in her song I Was Here – I have and will leave my mark – each of you, in your own way, should insist on the same!!!
P.S. Must remind you my dear followers and readers that my end year 2013 memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! will be full of REAL and interesting details - the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help me G-d – about all my birthdays and so much more. Stay tuned – the years are getting better and better and REALLY better for me – all great fodder for a REALLY good read!!!
Note: One more thing … seeing as the REALLY evil & REALLY obsessed with moi loser nemesis seem to still be taking a peek at my writings & such, I inform them that the photo of me seen here [at top of this blog] is NOT photoshopped, NOT retouched & taken just a few days before my 59th Birthday - on Friday, 1 March 2013 – this is what a REAL woman who is REALLY loved looks like – so there!