Lavished

"It's been a stressful two weeks. Not sure I feel like celebrating. I had originally planned to, then other things happened, and I got distracted," I answered my roommate when she asked how I wanted to spend my birthday.

But my roommate believes in celebrating, especially birthdays. So she called one of my friends, who contacted more friends, and they began making plans.

I spent the evening dining out with six wonderful people. One of them bought my supper. One brought cupcakes and rented movies I wanted to see. Seven voices, counting the waitress, sang an enthusiastic chorus of "Happy Birthday." I was showered with cards, gifts, and hugs.

I was completely spoiled.

Being the recipient of everyone's attention, gifts, and affection felt a little awkward to me at first, even overwhelming. It was the opposite of the role I usually fall into. But my friends convinced me to let them nurture me and to simply be the receiver. I was able to sit back and let everyone else take care of everything, eat as much as I wanted, visit as much as I wanted.

It was just what I needed.
I felt glad I had celebrated, thankful I let others simply take care of me.

Do you find it difficult to let people spoil you and lavish you with attention?
Have you ever had an experience when letting other people take care of you 
provided exactly what you needed?