Happy Birthday, Mom!

It's my Mom's birthday! I've written many, many posts about how amazing and loving my mother is, and you should read them (here, here, here, AND here). I always read through them again prior to writing these birthday posts, and it just reminds how lucky and truly blessed I am to not only call her my Mom, but also one of my best friends!

Kind, thoughtful, supportive, loving. These are just a couple of the many words that can be used to describe who my mother is. But one word that stands out above the others: selfless. My mother constantly puts others before herself. She is always there when you need her, even when you're on the other side of the world. Life is tough sometimes, and something I know to be true is that no matter how old you get and how independent you are, sometimes you just need your Mom.

I could honestly go on forever about how much I love my mother. Family is extremely important to me, and it is the values that have been instilled in me by my parents that have really influenced the person that I am today. What I love the most about the relationship that I have with my mother is how open and honest I can be with her, and I always know that she will be there to listen, give advice (even if it isn't what I want to hear), and to no matter what love me through thick and thin. I can't emphasize enough how truly grateful I am to consider my mother a friend.

Happy Birthday, Mom! I so wish I could be there to celebrate with you! But alas, we are 36 days away from being reunited. I miss you, I love you, and I appreciate you! xoxo

Happy Birthday, Amanda!

Today is Amanda's birthday - one of my dearest friends. She is turning 26 and I was so to happy celebrate with her last night because A. she's my friend and I love her and B. she is finally the same age as me again!  

I've written birthday blog posts to Amanda before: the "here's to the time" post, the reflection post, the "23 things" post, and the first birthday post. Take a gander at all those posts and if you can't figure out why this girl is my friend, then you are insane! If you want the definition of a giving, thoughtful, kind, honest, and loyal friend, you'll find Amanda's name. If you want someone who listens, offers sound advice, and puts others before herself, Amanda is your girl. If you want to know what makes a great friend, just think of Amanda. She truly is one of the most kind hearted and thoughtful people I know. 

We celebrated her birthday last night with a trip to Haidilao Hot Pot (a dining love that we share) with a small group of friends and family. We came back to her apartment and had birthday donuts, junk food, and watched Halloween movies. (Yes, I "watched" a scary movie - not scary for Amanda, but frightening enough for me who doesn't like any sort of scary movie!). 

I was in Amanda's bridal party at her wedding this summer. I wrote a speech for the reception that had me in tears because while I wrote this speech and recited it, I was overwhelmed with this feeling of "LOOK AT HOW LUCKY I AM!" One of my goals in life is to be surrounded by love, and I am so lucky to have a select number of close friends who I truly love and feel loved by. Amanda is one of those friends. 

Amanda, I want to wish you a Happy 26th Birthday! I hope that you have felt special all weekend and that you continue to feel special all year. Because you, my friend, are a good egg and I aspire to be the kind of friend you are every day. 

Happy Birthday, Brad!

Today my brother turns 23. He's a pretty awesome guy and and even cooler brother. You can read my past birthday blog posts to my brother here, here, and here to find out how awesome he truly is! As we grow older, my appreciation for having a younger brother also grows. 

My brother and I were VERY different people growing up. I was a "floater" (friends with people from different social circles) and a little odd. Brad was popular and a school athlete. I sang in the choir and spent my weekends at home or having movie marathons with my friends who were much like me in ways. My brother spent his weekends playing hockey or socialising with bigger groups of people. Everyone knew who Brad was, and everyone knew I was "Brad's sister." To say he and I clashed growing up is a understatement. I think I annoyed him with my personality more than he annoyed me. But maybe he'd different. I dunno? Regardless, we always supported each other, even if we didn't always show it in our words to each other. 

Today, we text each other about the happenings in our lives. We share stories about our adventures and I honestly can't remember the last time we fought. Some of that comes from the fact that we are both WAY MORE MATURE than we were 10 years ago. But I also think that we are at an age where we have truly grown to respect each other. I respect my brother for so may reasons: One of them being how quickly he had to grow up at such a young age; Moving away from home to pursue his hockey career; Despite the pressure as a teenager to go to university and get a post secondary degree, Brad never succumbed to the pressures and waited until he really knew what he wanted to do; Being able to make split-second decisions; Knowing what he wants. In ways, I consider my baby brother as one of my heroes and I try to model myself after him in ways. Like being more patient, laid back, and relaxed. I envy those characteristics of his. 

It's been a pleasure growing up with him - even if we fought like cats and dogs. And my heart gets warm and I get excited thinking about all the growing up we still get to do together as brother and sister. 

As humans, we share our lives with many different people - spouses, parents, friends. But there is something about the bond with a sibling that's it's own unique little relationship. I can't imagine my life without a little brother. 

Happy Birthday, Brad! Keep being you and being awesome. You're pretty good at it! ...Now, don't let that get to your head ;-) 

xoxo

Happy Birthday, Dad!

Today is my Dad's birthday! I like to brag about how amazing my family is, and it is tradition that I write a little blogpost celebrating them on their birthday. For the last 3 years, I've written about how amazing and wonderful my dad is on my blog. You can read them here, here, and here. There aren't words good enough to fully encompass how much I love and appreciate my dad. The only way I can convey how much he means to me is to just simply say he truly is THE BEST DAD EVER!

Sadly, I had to leave only a few short days before Dad's birthday. However, on Saturday (the night before my flight back to Beijing), we had a wonderful, little bash with some family for my dad and Uncle Mark's birthdays. There was good tunes, plenty of cold beverages, dancing, singing, delicious food, laughter, and love. Exactly the way I like my parties. And I think most of my family would agree, a great way to celebrate these two amazing men in our lives. I am beyond happy I got to be there for it!

Dad, thanks for being you! It's exactly how I strive to live my life. I hope you have an amazing day and are spoiled and celebrated immensely - as you should be. 

I love you to the moon and back! 

xo

Melissa

Happy Birthday, Ken!

Today is my great friend Ken's 26th birthday! Friends gathered and we spent the weekend celebrating Ken and his birth. It was a memorable weekend and I'm so glad I got to be a part of it. And as the weekend comes to a close, I wanted to take the time to express how much it means to have a friend like him. 

Ken is one of the kindest people I know. He is extremely likable and makes friends quite easily because of it. He is genuine and I admire his ability to see the good in all. When I moved to Beijing almost 2 years ago, I knew right away that Ken and I would be great friends. He has an amazing sense of humour, he is light-hearted, and loyal. Moving to the other side of the world is a tough thing to do, but it is made easier by people like Ken. I don't know if he truly knows how much I appreciate his friendship. He made the adjustment to my new life much easier. 

It's true that all of my closest friends are women. It's easier for women to talk to other women about womenly things. I've never had a guy friend that I felt I could talk to about anything: life, problems, family, work, my past, my present, and my future. I can talk to Ken about anything! He is an amazing listener. When I just need to ramble and have someone on the receiving end of it, Ken is always there. He knows that sometimes I don't need a response. I just need to vent slash verbalize my thoughts. He is a great listener. And gives the best bear hugs afterwards. 

Lastly, and this is definitely one of my favourite things about Ken, is he knows how to brighten my day. Face is, I'm moody. And I run on extreme highs and extreme lows. It's very rare that I'm just coasting at a 5. So, when I hit those extreme lows, at the perfect moment Ken will say or do something that lightens my mood. Whether it's making a joke, a funny face, or doing some hilarious dance move, I can depend on him to cheer me up. That, folks, is a great friend! 

Now that I've pumped your ego, Ken, I truly to do hope that you had a wonderful 26th birthday! I'm glad I had the opportunity to be a part of it! Oh, and PS - thanks for putting up with me :)

Happy Birthday, Mom!

Happy Birthday to one of the most beautiful people in my life, my mother! In case anyone who is reading this has forgotten, my mother is AH-mazing! If you need reminding, you can read about her amazingness in my previous birthday posts here, here, and here. 

My mom just had a knee replacement surgery. She is currently at home resting and recovering. I Skyped with her and Dad last night and she's doing well. She's nailing her exercises prescribed by the physiotherapist and she is up and hobbling along with a walker. She's feeling good and excited for the future and what is to come with her new knee. I wish nothing more for her than a complete change in her quality of life! 

I think one of my favourite qualities about my mother is that she is the BEST listener. And this is great news for someone like me who loves to talk. She listens to me rant. She listens to me rave. She listens to me vent. She listens to me ramble. She listens to my problems. She listens to my successes. After she finishes listening, she always comes back with the most sound advice, whether I want to hear it or not. She comforts me with her words, and that's something I'm so grateful for living on the other side of the world. I am so thankful to know that when I need her, she's always there for me. And I hope she knows I'd do the same for her in a minute!

Mom, I hope you have a fabulous birthday and you are spoiled immensely! Enjoy your lobster dinner (especially before I get home!). I'm sending you lots of love and hugs on your day. 

See you in 49 days. Love you, always and forever! 

Twenty-Six.

*Disclaimer: I almost didn't post this because I thought it was TOO personal. I thought people would get the wrong impression or the wrong idea from this post. Let it be known that I am very happy and enjoying my life. These are just thoughts I've been having lately leading up to my birthday and I wanted to share them with others who may be feeling the same, and I also wanted them down somewhere so I could reflect in the future. 

I am 26.  

You know how when you're a kid and you play dress-up, or grown-ups, or whatever you chose to call it? You pretended to have a job, a husband, children, and all the money you could ever want. You know how you made names for your unborn children? (I went through many phases of names: Erica, Emma (mostly because of Rachel on Friends), Carmen, and Ryan for girls. Dylan and Oliver for boys). How you fantasized about what it'd be like to be an adult in the "real world." Ya...can I have that fantasy back? 

Now, don't get my wrong. I like my life. In fact, sometimes I love it. But in the days of being 10, 11, 12 years old, of the awkward preteen and early teenage years, where I fantasized with my friends about what life would "be like" in the future...26 was always my age. 26 was the age I'd get married. I would have found the man I was going to love for the rest of my life and we would be getting married when I turned 26. 

So, over the last few months as my birthday loomed over me, I started to get this anxious feeling inside of me. What was I doing with my life? I have been single for a LOOOONG time. There have been a few short relationships here and there. There's been flirting and dating and interest and intimacy. But nothing that's stuck. And I'm starting to wonder if it has to do with me? Do I WANT all of those things I fantasized about so long ago? I mean, I change so much in a year. Think about how much I've changed since I was 12 (let me help you...I've changed A LOT!) And I know I've become VERY VERY independent. But that doesn't mean I don't want someone to share my life with...

I have these moments of anxiety, sadness, and longing and then I look at my reality. I am 26 and have been living in Beijing for a year and half. I've got a career. I am making enough money that I can pay off my student debt, but also take long trips to exotic and wonderful places. I have friends who I can confide in, who listen to me, and who I can trust. I have a family who supports every decision I've made and always has my back. I many different forms of love surrounding me. I'm living this life that is so much more than I had imagined at 12. I'm seeing and doing things that not everyone gets the chance to do. All at 26.

So it's not the life I imagined while playing on the trampoline with my friends in my backyard after school. There's no man sitting beside me at the end of the day to share stories with. There are no kids on the way. There's no money growing on trees or a big white house and a red door to come home to. But I'm okay with that, because I have different things. I have adventure.

I fear of being alone, but I am far from it.  

Happy Birthday, Amanda!

You're 25! We're the same age for a little while, until January rolls around again. This is now the fourth birthday post I've written to you. Going back and reading those posts from 2011, 2012, and 2013 are a treat! I remember sitting in the living room of the house we rented on Windsor Street in Fredericton. You had started a blog and had been trying to convince me to do the same. I was sitting on the big couch in front of the bay window, and you were sitting in the smaller one kiddy cornered beside me. I created the blog, wrote my first "get to know me" post, and was convinced the blog would be a thing of the past in about a month. Here we are, just over three years later and the blog is still going strong. Seeing me from an education student, to moving to the other side of the country, to moving to the other side of the world while starting my career and seeing through my dream to see the world. 

We have this little tradition that I was introduced to when we were living and working together as RAs in Vanier. It's called "Here's the time time..." We pop a bottle of champagne with our friends, and take turns telling a memory that we have of the birthday boy or girl. Then we cheers them and take a sip (or gulp!) of the champagne. So, on Amanda's 25th birthday, I want to look back on a few of those memories that have brought us to where we are today. 

Amanda, here's to the time...

/+ You greeted me in "The Pit" of Vanier on my move in day as my first day as an RA with a giant hug. We had known each other for a while at that point, but that embrace was definitely the beginning of what has become a cherished and important friendship in my life. 

/+ We won the cheer off together! (and all the other residents in Vanier. But let's be honest - we were DEFINITELY the loudest and most exuberant!) 

/+ We were studying in your room with Cara and we asked her to open the window because it was warm. She cracked it approximately 1 cm. I remember how much my midsection hurt from laughing so hard! 

/+ You held me while I cried and listened to me while I talked after finding out Grandad had cancer. It was the hardest days of my life, and your bright smile, kind heart and warm hugs made it a little bit easier. 

/+ We moved in together in the house on Windsor street...and spent our first night in the house cleaning, cleaning, and cleaning. 

/+ We made a homemade advent calendar for the month of December which saw us watch Christmas movies, drink hot chocolate, and get a real Christmas tree.

/+ We drove to the Irving and got blue slushies (you a mixed one of blue and red I believe) on the first day of Spring. 

/+ I couldn't find the turn off for the truck stop in Bangor and it was dark, and the GPS was being crazy and making me U-turn, and you were giggling, and I was yelling and freaking out. But we made it, you told me stories about how you went to this particular truck stop when you went in the truck with your dad, and we laughed at a lady who brushed her teeth at the table, and I drank coffee, and we were just us. 

/+ (this one is "the times") we were driving around New Brunswick, PEI, and through Maine, New Hampshire, and Vermont singing John Mellencamp, "Blurred Lines", Michael Jackson (me), and you the country songs you put on the play list that I agreed to! 

/+ (again, this one is "the times") you fell asleep while we watched Friends, Gilmore Girls, or during a movie night. I tried not to get annoyed or frustrated because I know it makes you feel warm and comfortable to fall asleep while a TV is playing and people you love are in the room. How can you get mad at that?!

/+ You got engaged and I was there and I know it might have been weird and maybe it would have been more romantic and intimate if it were just the two of you. But I'll never forgot that moment you walked towards me on the beach, and I heard a lady say "Congratulations" as you walked towards me, and I looked up from my book, and there were still tears in your eyes, and you held up your hand and smiled and I said "No way!" and we hugged and I hugged Tony, and now your getting married, and I am so so so so happy for you and that you found your person. 

Happy Birthday, Amanda! I love looking back and seeing how our friendship has grown and how much I've grown since knowing you. You have taught me so much about love, life, and being a good friend. I am also so incredibly thankful that I get to share my China journey and adventure with you. That we are getting to see another part of the world together while also working and being adults. You are my best friend, and I love you always and forever. 

Here's to ALL of the times, and the many more to come. 

Happy Birthday, Brad!

As my Thursday, September 11th is quickly coming to an end, it's just beginning back home in Canada. And that means that it is my "little" brother's 22nd birthday. I was sure to wish him a happy birthday in China time, and I wished him a happy birthday in Canada time, too (gotta make sure I cover all the bases because believe me, he'd hold it over my head if I forgot it...he's kinda like that!) So, I'm writing this blog post today to wish my brother a HAPPY BIRTHDAY! 

My brother is a very chill guy. He has said on many occasions that he hates drama. Maybe that's why we clashed a little bit when we were younger, because I can be a dramatic person in that I experience my emotions on an extreme high or an extreme low. Let's just say I am an emotional person and my brother did not inherit those traits in our family genes. He is one of the most laid back, chill people I know. 

Common phrases that come out of my brothers mouth that are heard on a semi-regular basis include (but are not limited to):

"Don't worry about it so much." 

"Meh, I don't know." 

"Masel." (May as well) 

"Whatever."

"I don't care."

"Sure. Whatever." 

Despite  how furious, frustrated, and crazy it makes me feel when he rubs something off or shows no emotions of any kind, I love him nonetheless. However, after being away from home for a year in China and coming back to Canada, I experienced something with my brother that I'll remember perfectly for a long time to come. 

When I saw him for the first time this summer, I was in a bit of a daze as I had passed out on my bed from an extreme case of jet lag whilst trying to will myself to stay awake for another hour or two while I waited for him to get home from the golf course (I had already been awake for 36 hours). When mom came in to my room to wake me up (as I had instructed her to) once Brad had gotten home, I slowly got out of bed, opened my eyes and made my way to the hallway just as Brad was rounding the corner from the kitchen. We both smiled at each other and I said "Hi there!" and we hugged. I didn't cry, but I did have a big lump in my throat. And we just hugged. It was the best hug I had ever shared with my brother. He didn't get awkward and let his arms hang down while I held on tightly. He didn't sigh or huff and puff while I laid my head against his chest. He just hugged me back. And it felt SO good. (Remember, my brother doesn't reveal emotion like this very often - so it was a pleasant and welcomed surprise). We spoke for a few minutes, caught up really briefly, then I headed back to bed as my body was caving in. I walked away and turned around and said to him: "Hey. It's good to see you." And he replied with "You too." It was perfect, simple, but at the same time was full of love and warmth. I remember it perfectly. I remember the tone of voice, the way things were said and what exactly was said. Because for me, it symbolized how much we have grown in our brother/sister relationship over the last 3 or 4 years. It's the relationship I've wanted for us for a long time. And on his birthday, I am filled with so much love, respect, and joy that I get to share this life with my brother, Brad. 

Brad,

Happy Birthday! I am so proud of you. For always doing what you want, how you want, and when you want. For fulfilling your hockey career as you did. For impacting lives the way you do. And for choosing and pursuing a career that is what YOU want to do, not what you feel you HAVE to do. You are an amazing man, friend, and brother. And I am so excited to see what the future holds for you, for our family, and for us. (And don't get made me at me and roll your eyes when you read this with all its gushing, sappy, heartfelt sentiments!)

Enjoy your day! 

xo

Melissa

Happy Birthday, Dad!

Today is my Dad's birthday. I am so happy that I get to be home from China to help him celebrate his birthday and to make him feel just as special as he makes me feel every single day of the week. See, here's the thing...I'll let you in on a little secret: I HAVE THE BEST DAD IN THE ENTIRE WORLD!! Whether it's lending a helping hand to anyone in need, or cracking a joke at the best possible moment which surely makes everyone smile - my dad has the most generous, kindest, happiest soul and I feel so lucky every day to get to call him my father. 

I have written a blog post in honour of my Dad for the last 2 years (here and here - I brag a lot about my Dad). Today, I want to add to the growing list that let's you all in on the amazingness that is my dad. 

Dad, here's to you: 

-- You give the greatest, warmest hugs known to man. I'll always remember how you, Mom and I embraced each other when I arrived home from my first year in China at 3am at the Fredericton airport. We cried, we hugged, and I know everyone around us was jealous of the love our family has for each other. 

-- You have amazing patience. I don't think there has ever been a time in my life where I've heard you raise your voice or get red-in-the-face mad. Really, though! You are calm, level headed, and give sound advice even in the most stressful of times. I can't say I inherited every bit of the quality from you, but I certainly learned how to be patient from the best. 

-- You are so kind to others. Maybe that's why you are so fantastic at your career. You offer a friendly face, you bend over backwards for just about anyone deserving of your generosity, and you are loved amongst your family, friends, and community because of it. I so admire this trait about you. 

-- You like good music. That's all. 

-- Our Skype dates I look forward to so much. Mostly because I feel so loved, at ease, and warm afterwards. We never hang up on a bad note. In fact, we always hang up laughing because we've started this whacky, new tradition where we make faces, funny actions, and act like fools until Mom finally says "Ok, love you! Goodnight!" I love those moments. I will always cherish those moments. 

I love you, Dad! Happiest of birthdays to you. May you feel as special, loved, and warm as you make everyone else around you feel. 

xo

Twenty-Five.

Before you read this post, please take a look at the blog post I wrote for my twenty-fourth birthday. I think it will help to put this one into perspective: click here.

Ok, so I am curled up on my bed with a blanket and I'm reading my blog post that I wrote for my twenty-third birthday and then the one I wrote last year for my twenty-fourth birthday. And I've got to say, I have changed a lot over the last two years. And I am so fortunate, blessed, and lucky to be able to have had the experiences I've had over the last year and a bit. Like, SO FORTUNATE! 

In my twenty-fourth birthday blog post, I wrote that my year's theme would be "surprises." Well, this year folks my theme would have to be "changes." Last year I found myself in an emotional place about my birthday. I had just returned back to my home in Calgary after being home in New Brunswick for Christmas vacation. I had reunited with family and some of my closest friends and I know I was feeling nostalgic, a bit home sick, and resistant to the change I had decided to make: moving to the other side of the country. I felt that my birthday would be lonely and that people would forget about me. I know I was being foolish and insecure, but that's me. I come up with these scenarios in my head that are insanely unrealistic. I know I'm not the only one out there that does this, right? (right?) However, I was so wrong. I had a wonderful birthday. Of course I did. 

This year I am feeling proud. I typed that and I then I said in my head: "...yeah." And I smirked and I nodded. I am proud of myself people! I can be so hard on myself, and after reading my twenty-fourth blog post I said to myself "Girl! Look at all of the things you have gotten to do! Look at all of the people you have met and all of the things you've seen. Stop moping around and start being thankful!" 

I never wanted to be one of those people who settled. I was so afraid that I would be comfortable with my small town life that I would never leave or get out. There is a big world out there and it's meant to be seen. In my life I want three things: love, experiences, and happiness. I mean - I want MORE than just those things. But I feel like if I have those three things surrounding myself at all times then I'll be the best person I can be. Today, I can say that I've finally accomplished things and begun to do things that up to this point I had only imagined of. Currently in my life, I have love, I am gaining amazing experiences, and I'm happy. So happy. 

My twenty-fourth year saw laughter and tears, weight loss and lifestyle changes, a relationship, new friends and reuniting with old friends, kicking an old habit (bye bye nail biting), an amazing summer that included a road trip to PEI with Amanda, a family reunion in Ottawa, a drive along the Gaspe Peninsula, picking up an old sport (golf with the family), camping in Fundy with the best friend, and then a big move to another country. As my twenty-fourth year began to wrap up, I also accomplished a lot of firsts and ticked a lot of things off my bucket list - I moved to another country, I walked the Great Wall of China, I zip-lined and rode a tuk tuk, I gained new experiences in a new and interesting culture, I started my first teaching job and I spent my first Christmas away from home. 

So, thinking back to the theme of change in my twenty-third year I can positively say that I have changed in a number of ways. I try to see things optimistically and I try not to limit myself. I feel as though I have matured and become a little bit more confident in myself mentally, emotionally, and physically. As much as I despise myself for using this saying right now - YOLO. You only live once. I gotta see it all now while I can. And that's exactly what I am doing. 

Twenty-five. A quarter of a century. I imagined myself dreading this birthday just as much as I dreaded my 20th birthday. But, it's going to be great. I think it has a lot in store for me. 

Listen to me...I sound so grown up! 

Here's to life, love, experiences, happiness - Always & Forever! 

xo

Happy Birthday, Amanda!

I just went back and looked at past blog posts - Amanda, this is the third birthday blog post I've written to you (2011 & 2012). That means I have kept up this blog for two years, going on three! ME! Who was doubtful and said to you on that night when I opened the blog that it probably won't last more than a month. Look at me now! Thank you.

Today is my friend Amanda's 24th birthday! While looking back and re-reading the past blog posts I've written to her on her birthday I felt mixtures of nostalgia, joy, and thankfulness: Nostalgia for the moments we have shared together, joy for the memories we have created, and thankfulness for the friendship we have created. Amanda has taught me a lot over time. She has helped me to grow and taught me what a solid and honest friendship should be. She has also inspired me to be a bigger person and to do great things.

This past year was the first time in our friendship where we lived apart from each other. And not just in different cities. We lived on different sides of the world: me in Calgary, Alberta and her in Beijing, China. I've seen many friendships diminish with distance. But when you put two people together who cherish a friend, a relationship that means you have someone to lean on and confide in, someone that listens to you in times of happiness, sadness, and darkness, a person who picks you up when you are down - that's a friendship that lasts through thick and thin, near and far. 

Amanda, as you begin your 24th year, I want to reflect on what this past year has meant to me and our frienship.

Firstly, you inspired me this past year. I remember upon arriving back in Calgary from my Christmas vacation at home, I FaceTimed with you at an ungodly hour in the morning and talked through with you where my head was at with my career and the future. I saw how successful and happy you were with your adventure in China and I wanted that for myself. You inspired me to capture the moment, to take it all in while I have the time, and to just jump!

You should also know that you taught me honesty this past year. To be honest with myself and to be honest with others. Though we didn't get to FaceTime or Skype as often as we both would have liked while you lived in Beijing and I in Calgary, when we did I often left our conversations feeling motivated and rejuvenated. You listened to my woes and you reminded me to just be true. With friends, with romantic relationships, and with family. You got me through some hard times, and for that I am thankful. 

Distance doesn't have to change everything. I am so happy that we had this past year to grow our friendship. If nothing else, this past year has taught me that we will be friends forever (as cliche as it sounds). You play an important part in my life, and though I may not always show my appreciation as clearly as I would want, you should always know that I love you and who you are. You don't ever need to change. Just keep on being you! I only hope that I have impacted you in a small way the same way as you have impacted me in such a big way. Honestly. 

Happy Birthday, Amanda! 

Love, always and forever.

Melissa

Happy Birthday, Brad!

Today is my "little" brother's 21st birthday. HIS 21ST BIRTHDAY! I remember very clearly writing a blog post for him one year ago in disbelief that he was turning 20. We were finally back in the same decade again. Then BOOM! Another year come and gone. And now, as I sit in my room in Beijing ending the day in which he is just beginning, I'm feeling nostalgic. I'm feeling proud. I'm full of love. 

Now, last year I wrote a list of things that I loved so much about you and our relationship. And I know how much you love me being all sentimental (sarcasm...), but I just want you to know how much I love you. I've learned a lot about you and our relationship over the last year of being away. And I am continued to be amazed at how much you've grown, how I've grown, and how we have grown as a family. Brad, you are a remarkable human being. Your "laid-back-ness" can drive me INSANE, and your ability to get under my skin is irritating in itself. All that aside though, I know you would bend over backwards for your family, friends, and loved ones in an instant. You put others before yourself time and time again (though you can be very sarcastic about it!). And you find the humour in small things. You know how to lighten the mood and let go of the little things. You have taught me a lot (though I don't think I have ever told you that until now, nor would you even understand it fully). You bring out the best in people and your determination is admirable. I think what I am trying to say, and what I want you to always remember is that I am so proud of you and to be able to call you my brother. I love you, always and forever. 

Have an amazing birthday, brother bear. Wishing you all the best and sending you much love from China! xoxo 

PS - Though it may be an unattractive picture, it's my favourite :)

Happy Birthday, Dad!

Today is a special day in our family. Today is my Dad's birthday! Last year, I wrote a blog post on his day that shared with everyone why my Dad is the best Dad in the entire world: click here. On your birthday Dad, I want to remind you how much you are loved and cherished in our little family.

- Part of your charm is your willingness to help anyone at anytime. You put so many people ahead of yourself and you just have an innate ability to fix almost any problem. You'er my superman! 

- My stressy-self needs a calm, cool, and collective mentor to keep me on track. You are that person for me. When I get all "the world is ending because stuff isn't going the way I planned," you step in and take action. You remind me of the simple solutions and get my head out of the sky. You're my superman! 

- Laughter is the best medicine, and you are my supplier. Sometimes I wonder where you get some of the stuff you come up with - never change. You're my superman! 

- Thank you for giving me such an awesome childhood to look back on. The memories I have of growing up in small town New Brunswick involve you a lot of the time. Singing Michael Jackson's "Jam" to your own lyrics ("Jam! I love my toast and jam. Give me my toast and jam!"), camping at Jellystone park, teaching me how to drive (and how to parallel park INCORRECTLY! but now we both know haha!), Boris the spider, oh the memories! 

- PS: did I mention you're my superman? Well, you are! Thanks for digging me out of so so so many holes. 

Happy Birthday, Dad! I'm so happy I get to be home to help you celebrate your 51st year. I'll miss you terribly while I'm on my adventure in China, but I wouldn't have had the courage and strength to commit to such a feat if it weren't for your support and encouragement. Thank you. 

Love you, always and forever! 

Happy Birthday, Sara!

My best friend is celebrating her 25th birthday today! She's a very special person. I could write blog post after blog post about the memories, the reasons I love her, and the moments I cherish more than any other. She's my sister, my confidant, my shoulder to lean on, my rock. I always tell her that I really lucked out gaining a best friend as amazing as she is. She'll deny it - but she's truly the best! 

I know she isn't a fan of the show Sex and the City like I am, but I often am comparing our friendship to the bonds that Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte, and Miranda display on the show. I just recently re-watched all of the seasons in the spring and am brought back to two quotes spoken by Carrie during her monologues in the show: 

"It's hard to find people who would love you no matter what. I was lucky to find three of them." 

"Maybe our girlfriends are our soulmates, and the guys are just people to have fun with."

Sara, 

On your birthday I want you to be reminded that I love you to the moon and back. We have both been through our fair share of heartaches, tribulations and trials, joys and successes, and happiness. You have been by my side from the moment we bonded over Tegan and Sara and DDR. I thank the stars often that I have you in my life. I truly believe that you are my soulmate, that we were meant to be friends because of fate. Everything happens for a reason, and having your friendship in my life has made me a more open-minded, trusting, and loyal human being. You have taught me what it means to love and be loved and to be trusted and respected. I am so happy that I get to help you ring in your 25th year together! Camping, bonding, and TEGAN AND SARA! 

Happiest birthdays to you, sister. Keep smiling and being the you that I love! 

xoxo 

Melissa 

Happy Birthday, Mom!

Today is my Mom's birthday! This will be the first time I haven't been able to spend her birthday with her and it makes me a bit sad. But I know that she will be surrounded by the people that she loves on her day and that makes me happy because I know she'll be treated like a queen! Only a short 43 days separates our reunion - and I can't wait!

Mom, last year for your birthday I wrote a blog post and in it shared some of the reasons why I love you to the moon and back: click here. Of course all of those still apply today, but I would like to add some more this year...

-- you learned how to quilt and made me your very first one. I will treasure it always.

-- when I came to you and dad and expressed my interest in teaching overseas, you were nothing but supportive and encouraging and you continue to be while you help me out with the finer details of this big move.

-- when I came home for Christmas you asked what special home cooked meals I wanted AND you cooked them. Meatloaf and lasagna - yum! Your cooking skills impressed me :)

-- you still give the best hugs ever! Our reunion at the airport at Christmas time was my favourite hug!

-- when I couldn't fit everything into my suitcase when moving to Alberta and coming back after Christmas, you packed box after box and mailed them to me - and you always made sure to pack an extra little treat for me (mmm, chocolate chip cookies!)

-- you always give such sound and practical advice. You help keep me level headed, which I most definitely need sometimes.

I hope you have an amazing birthday, Mom! I'm there in spirit, and sending you lots of love from the west on your special day.

xoxo

Happy Birthday, Kathryn!

I have a great friend named Kathryn. Today is her birthday. She is turning 24! And this blog post is dedicated to her...

Dear Buda,

I want to wish you the happiest of birthdays. I went back and looked at the blog post I wrote on your 23rd birthday and I smiled so big because it was full of so many memories! The Harry Potter cake, "here's to the time...", "surprising" you with a gathering when you thought it was just a visit, and having you home again from your adventures in St. Andrew's. Today, I can't believe how quickly a year has flown by. I am so proud of all of the things you have accomplished in your 23rd year. You have seen, experienced, and a done a lot! You inspire me to think bigger and broaden my horizons. I am so fortunate to have such a wonderful friend like you! 

We aren't in the same province this year for your birthday, but that doesn't mean I can't pop open a bottle of cheap champagne and toast a "here's to the time..." to you: 

~ Here's to the time you accepted my awkward and lame introduction and took me in as a friend anyway almost 6 years ago. 

~ Here's to the time you opened my eyes to Jason Statham. Thank you. 

~ Here's to the time we danced to your ring tones on the beach in St. Andrews.

~ Here's to the time you sent me a Christmas present from Scotland and it hasn't arrived yet...

~ Here's to the time you came to the Christmas Formal via a wall of pictures of just your face. 

~ Here's to the time we bawled on my couch when we said "bye" before you moved to Scotland. 

~ Here's to ALL OF THE TIMES! 

I love you, buddy. And I only hope your 24th year is a stellar and adventure filled as your 23rd. 

Yours truly, 

Pest. 

Twenty-Four.

Today, I turn 24. Hmmm.

Last night, I went back and looked at my blog post that I wrote when I turned 23. I was surprised at myself because I got slightly emotional. Then, I went back and looked at the photos from my 23rd birthday. And I got even more emotional. I think it's because my 23rd birthday was filled with love. I have never felt more love all at one time in my life. This year will be my first birthday away from home - the first time I won't celebrate my birthday with my family, and without some of my closest and best friends. And those thoughts break my heart a little bit. 

Honestly, I didn't expect myself to get emotional prior to my birthday. I didn't expect to feel any emotions at all out of the ordinary. But here I am finding myself feeling anxious. I think a lot of it is stemming from the anticipation of how I'll feel through the day today. All I want to do is eat a delicious meal, spend time with friends, and forgot about the fact that I'm getting older. So, I'm pulling up my socks and will take the time in the rest of this post to reflect on the last year...

If there could be a theme for my twenty-third year, I would choose "surprises." I surprised myself a lot over the last year. I think that since turning 22, my emotions have changed. I often make quick jokes about how I wear my emotions on my sleeve, but I don't think that's a bad thing. I've become more open with talking about my feelings, and I'm a firm believer that they are better out then in. I guess you could say I'm "less in my head." So, in saying this, when I decided to move to the other side of the country, I didn't think my emotions could handle it. And thus far, I've made out just fine. I love my job, I love exploring this new city (with some of the most amazing people...you know who you are), I've made new friends and created stronger relationships with those I had already acquainted myself with, I reunited with some old high school friends, and I am quickly learning what it means to be an "adult." But I'm certain there is much more to learn. I've matured in a new way, and I'm surprised at how well I've handled it.

My twenty-third year also saw a second degree, goodbyes and see you laters, a whole lot of tears but an equal amount of laughter, new beginnings, my first apartment to myself, a cross-country trip, money struggles and triumphs, connecting with family from far away, sight seeing in the west, a health scare with my eyes, long talks about life, love, and the future, weight loss, dancing, road trips with best friends, and life full of love. 

Though I'm sad to not be surrounded by my family on my birthday, I'm blessed to have great friends here in Calgary to celebrate with. I'm blessed to be surrounded by love. Because in the words of my idol, Michael Jackson, "Love Lives Forever." 

Here's to my twenty-fourth year. May it be just life-changing and profound as my twenty third.

Happy Birthday, Amanda!

Today is my amazing friend Amanda's 23rd birthday! Amanda and I go back about 5 years. We met when we both lived in Holy Cross House during our first year of university but didn't become the kindred spirits that we are today until our 4th year when we were RA's together in Vanier Hall. Then we became roommates during our grueling year as education students. And now we are beginning our lives in the "real" world - her in China, and I in Calgary. 14 hours apart. When this all came about it almost seemed impossible to stay in touch with someone so distant. But when you have a friend as dedicated, loyal, and kind hearted as Amanda, it's hard to not have that constant light in your life. 

I guess what I'm trying to say here, Amanda, is that I miss you and I wish you a million birthday wishes and only wish that I could celebrate with you. Hopefully this blog post will help connect us across the miles and affirm the love and admiration I have for you, friend!

On your 23rd birthday, I want to take one of your birthday blog post rituals and give it back to you. Here are 23 reasons why I'm glad I have you in my life (mostly in the form of memories):

(In no particular order): 

1. You encouraged me and motivated me to start this blog. When I complained on several occasions that I didn't know what to write about, you reminded me that the blog could just be for me. I'm thankful every time I write a post that you got me doing this, because I'll have these memories and writings with me forever. 

2. You always know the best time to have a spontaneous dance party. 

3. You love trying new things (and inviting me along for the ride). Even little things, like making banana muffins. 

4. John Cougar Mellancamp. 

5. You appreciate a classic road trip. Those road trips to Vermont are some of my favourite memories with you, and I'm so glad I have them to cherish forever. 

6. You introduced me to the joy of Gilmore Girls. I'm sorry that we didn't get to watch more of it together, but every time I watch an episode I'm reminded of you. (PS - OMG! Luke has a daughter. And Rory and Logan...me no likey. He's gonna really hurt her. He has so many times already. I still don't think Luke and Lorelei are gonna get married. I can't believe he hasn't introduced her to April yet! I'll be sad when the series is over...) 

7. Friday Night Lights - all of the tears and laughter. Clear eyes, full hearts, can't loose. 

8. Remember that time you, Alex, and I went and saw the Breakfast Club in the theatre and it was my first time seeing the movie. Now I've watched it 5 times. And every time I think of you.

9. Snooty Fox. And the charm of the rooftop patio.

10. Numerous Sunday suppers.

11. Sitting on my screened in porch, sipping beer, and just enjoying each others company.

12. You always remind me how important it is to read for pleasure. I admire how quickly you go through books, and how you are always reading something for yourself. I try to be more like you in that aspect, and am thankful that I am - because I've read more in the last 2 years than I have...ever!

13. You also remind me how important it is to journal. Even if it is just a sentence or two. Those memories, when written down, can truly last forever.

14. Winning a cheer off together.

15. Thank you for introducing me to Mumford and Sons. OH MY GOSH, GOOD!

16. One thing (of many) you taught me: It's never too late for a girl talk.

17. Listening. You are the best listener I know. You make eye contact, you respond, and you give thoughtful advice. I can truly say I have never met anyone who listens like you do.

18. Honesty. Your honesty helped me grow. It helped me to be honest with myself and my friends. It made my relationships stronger, and helped me to appreciate ours even more.

19. Laughter. Cures everything.

20. You're the only person I know who drinks milk with her popcorn. I always thought it was disgusting. Until the other day. You were right. A wonderful combo!

21. I'm so glad your camera takes better pictures then mine. And that you appreciate taking pictures to commemorate the different stages in your life. Because those pictures remind me of the happiness that we have shared together.

22. Remember that time we got kicked out of Cara's room for being too loud. And the time I asked Cara to open the window and she opened it about 1mm. And all of the times we did homework in your room. And watched Grey's. And all of the girl talks we had, you, me and Cara. And hearing Cara's shoes clicking down the hallway, and my slippers shuffling. I miss those times. But so glad I have those memories.

23. Your loyalty to your friends stretches for miles, and I admire it. You have always been there for me through thick and thin, good and bad. You literally picked me off the ground when my world came shattering down upon the news of my Grandfather. You held me, gave me a shoulder to cry on, and listened to me and my insecurities. I only hope I have been as good as a friend to you as you have been to me. 

Happy happy happy happy happy happy birthday, Amanda! I hope it is all you wish it to be and more.

Love you, always!

Happy Birthday, Brad!

Today is my "little" brother's 20th birthday. I use quotations when I say little because ever since he was about the age of 12 he's always been bigger then me. In fact, sometimes he gets credit for being the oldest sibling. False! Also, when did my brother grow up? I can't believe he is 20. We are back in the same decade again. 

Brad, I just wanted to write this little blog post to wish you the happiest of birthdays. It's been a pleasure and an honour to watch you grow up. I know that we didn't always get along, but I want you to know how much I cherish our relationship and how important you are to me. Can't imagine a world without a Big Brad in it. So in "Melissa Birthday Blog Post Tradition," here are just a few reasons why I think I'm the luckiest sister ever to have such a great little brother like you (don't blush!): 

- You put up with my cheesiness (sort of). When I try and do something special for family, or try to be all sentimental on ya, you are patient and take it in stride (even if you poke fun of me afterwards). 

- You make me laugh. Whether it's pulling a funny face when I try to a get sibling photo or doing something completely random and foolish out of no where, you make me shake my head and wonder how you got such a unique sense of humour (I think our Dad has something to do with it). 

- When I ask to borrow your precious car to teach a friend to drive standard, you don't hesitate to say yes. This reminds me that you'll always have my back. 

- I know that I can confide in you, and it warms my heart that I know you trust to confide in me. 

- When I had my little break down before moving to Calgary, you were the one to remind me that family is always there and that I am loved. For me, this was a big step in our sibling relationship. 

I'm proud of you, Brad and everything you've accomplished in your 20 years. It breaks my heart a little bit that I'm not in NB to witness your final year of Junior hockey. I know you'll do great and I am so looking forward to seeing what step you'll take next in this big world. 

Happy Birthday! Love you.