I am up...alone. Of course.
What person in their right mind would be up at this hour (especially when the alarm follows oh so quickly once my head hits the pillow)?
I spent the eve of my birthday (at least the last 2 hours since the rest of the family went to bed) in a peaceful state. Remembering my youth, my family, my motherhood, my husband and how they all together made up the last 39 years.
Lots of good times...wonderful times...the best of times.
Some bad...but who wants to remember those...right?
Mistakes made and lessons learned, disappointments and pleasures, sorrow and elation.
Life is good...no great. I am loved everyday. I laugh till I can't breathe everyday. I figure as long as you laugh as long as you breathe and love as long as you live...then your doing alright.
Happy birthday to me....and many more!
Also, happy 23rd anniversary of our first date honey...love, your gidget