It’s my birthday.
How do I feel about that?
First – blessed that so many people took the time to wish me a special day.
Second – doubly blessed that I have so many people who love me.
Third – that I am alive and strong and well and healthy – that I have this life.
Gratitude for what I have. Gratitude that I live in light and love. Gratitude that I am connected to – well – everything.
Abby and I hiked Extension Ridge this morning – fast – mostly because it was pouring. No – not just raining. When we got home, I had to take off everything including my underwear and get into the shower again – because even Gore-tex won’t withstand that kind of rain.
And then I walked again this afternoon, this time with Matt in only a light drizzle and I felt blessed again to have a friend to walk with who was so willing to share his heart.
Blessed that I got a birthday message from Simon who I love dearly and always will.
Blessed to receive a bunch of texted cards and a long, mostly in-tune rendition of Happy Birthday on the phone.
Most of all – blessed to be alive.
And now – soon – I am going to open a bottle of Louis Latour Chardonnay and I figure it will take me about two glasses to be quite, quite giddy. I shall then probably save the rest for cooking.
Lastly – a big spirit shout-out to my parents. Thank you for creating this place where I came to be. And thank you for loving me unconditionally.