Hello there,
As children we look forward to birthdays, to the cake, the presents and the partys but as you get older some of the magic is lost. We hit an age somewhere in the teens where you couldnt care less any more and then, for most, when drinking can come in partys are amazing and the best thing in the world. I've realised watching family that after 40 birthdays arent that exciting and most feel lucky to pass it.
Last week it was my grandads 80th birthday and as we dont know how many more he'll have, he has alzhiemers and seems to be ill alot at the moment, we decided to throw him a party. I turned party planner and got to work making it the best day ever.
I made invites and sent them out, decorated the house with loads of banners and old photos, i blew up 20 balloons turning my hands blue as the colour came out, ordered the cake and baked lotsof goodies. All in the weeks leading upto it. I had plans on how my week would go in the week before and had my plans drastically changed when i worked every day. It certainly made it harder!
The party startef at 4pm my grandad arriving first with family from Lincoln travelling to come and see us arriving next. It was certainly interesting to see family I've never met before! Then the hours went on with a total of we think 50 people in the house at one time. It was manic and loud but amazing at the same time. My grandad smiled and chatted the whole time as we all did the last people leaving at ten past one in the morning. It was certainly a long day!
It made me realise though whilst we were all together that there's nothing more important in life than family and friends and creating memories with these loved ones because even though you might not remember everything as you get older the memories are still there, the photos, the cards and the love! Its re enforced my love of taking photos and for that i am grateful for the party. Now if i could just catch up on sleep that would be lovely!
Leigh x