Monday, August 8, 2011

44

Herself turned 44 today.

She has never been one for a great deal of birthday fanfare.  It was a regular sort of morning, involving the typical work-related e-mails and much rummaging in the giant post-travel laundry heap.  She had a lovely lunch with her Pea-in-a-pod Friend and was quite pleased to have the opportunity to catch up with her and discuss matters close to their hearts.  She spent the late afternoon happily preparing a cake from scratch, complete with homemade caramel icing.  She set aside a piece for her Pea-in-a-pod Friend and delivered some cake to her Cherished Friend.  She enjoyed a dinner prepared by her Beloved, and provided cake to him and the Offspring as well.  It was good.

This evening, Herself and I revisited a blog entry from last year relating to her birthday.  She and I together marvel at how far she has come since then.  She has worked through so many difficulties and has at last found her footing; she understands where she is and where she has been; she knows herself.  Perhaps this coming year, she will look forward and be finally able to divine a fragment of what lies ahead. We shall see.

Tonight, she is content, and grateful for those whom she loves. They make each turning of another year worthwhile.  Cake for you, my favorite people.


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