For the Love of Birthday Cake

"I want to start a non-profit organization that takes cake to the homeless on their birthdays." And that was how this started.

I love cake. And not any cake, but birthday cake, on or within a day or so of my birthday. I'm a pretty calorie conscious, health conscious individual, but have no shame on my birthday week. There is something glorious about it. Playful, innocently joyful. It's colorful, and sweet. And you get to mix it with ice cream. It's your special day, and should be all about you. And I usually make sure mine is, not in a narcissistic, fuck everybody else kind of why, but a shoulder shrugging grin, yes, it's my birthday kind of way, you're welcome.

There were a few birthdays when money was tight, I was getting older, and decided I was okay if I never got another birthday present. I didn't want anyone to feel bad or not come and join the fun because they didn't have money for a gift. As long as there was cake, ice cream, and the people I loved I was a happy camper.

My birthday is actually tomorrow. But I already have two cakes. I homemade confetti with vanilla frosting, lots of sprinkles, and blue writing. A second Kroger cake, whipped frosting, chocolate, and a flower. That one had red writing I think, just incase you were wondering. Both fantastic. I'll be 29. As I sat gleefully, eating my fourth piece of the day and virtually nothing else, I thought of why this was my favorite part of my birthday. Well, you get a whole cake! With your name on it! Whatever kind you like, however you like it! Usually. Unless you don't. Unless you have no one to celebrate it with, unless you have no money to buy a cake, or unless you have no where to enjoy it. "Homeless" was a broad term I used this evening as I thought of how everyone should feel special on their birthday. Everyone should delight in their favorite sweet treat with their name on it, with at least one person who loves them. There was a seriousness in my heart when I wondered how I could do that.

I'm convinced birthday cake on our special day does something for the soul. Somehow it feeds our inner child and strengthens our Light.  God knows the world needs more Light; how can I bring it more cake?

With Grace & Gratitude...