I am driving back home today along the shores of Lake Superior, thinking now of you and you and you. The car tires strum pavement, waves lap and seagulls wing overhead.
Have just spent almost a week with my mom downstate. It was a rather unexpected trip, not planned until the last minute. I wish I could spend more time with her. It was also a delight to see my brothers and their wives.
It has been a little more than six months since my dad passed.
And today, yes today, is my birthday, 59 years since Joanne and Dale gave birth to their first child, a baby girl.
I wasn’t planning to celebrate on social media and turned off the birthday setting on Facebook a couple weeks ago. I love birthday celebrations but am off line so much during the year at times that I miss wishing Happy birthday to so many others. So I thought–let’s just keep quiet this year, Kathy.
The Universe, however, had different plans and somehow the birthday wishes are singing on my cell phone and Facebook because the announcement is unexpectedly on anyway. It feels so warm and lovely. I feel so blessed. (And the Universe is grinning ear-to-ear at its little joke.)
I will never forget that a Native American friend once shared that traditionally her people utilized birthdays as a time to give thanks for friends and family. Gifts were showered on others.
Therefore, I give thanks to you and you and you. Thank you for being in my world. You have enriched it with your presence.
P.S. The fawn pictures come from the farm where my dad grew up in the Thumb of Michigan. Mom and I were walking along Nostalgia Lane and glimpsed these two spotted babies.
P.S.S. Mom, don’t worry–I am not reading birthday messages while driving!
P.S.S.S. Even stranger than anything–WordPress tells me I published this on July 17th. Three days before my birthday! Now the Universe is belly-laughing.