We like to call it “My Birthday Week.” A happy time when you can justify any little selfish thing, with a "But it's my birthday week!" Sadly, even Birthday Weeks must come to an end. You’ve made mine special with all the wishes and nods and memories. Don’t know how many more of these I’ll have, but this was one of the best. The Pride Cake was a fun, free finish to our birthday dinner downstairs, but the tops was when my loved ones circled around and told stories about our best times together, and seeing my healing bride laughing uncontrollably until tears came to her eyes. These are the good times I shall never forget.
So thank you,
for whatever your part.
The sun has set on a wonderful day.
