Sunday, December 08, 2013
During the event there were cousins or so who realized my birthday was imminent. We have a lot of December birthdays in the family. March was a month of cold dark nights obviously. As we hugged and they said Happy Birthday, I would correct them and explain it was not my birthday until tomorrow- now today and advised them of pain and death if they should say anything louder than the whisper to me. For once in my life I was listened to and they behaved. It was, after all, my Aunt's day.
Today however is mine. As many as there are, these years have gone by in a swoosh. I hope I have 20 more and like my Aunt, sail through looking strong and sane.