So. Tired. And not because I am now forty-six, but because I had a long happy day of celebration. (Okay, I'm also underslept.) I came home tonight to what for me is a landslide of loving words from friends and family, and I am overjoyed! I hope the stories keep rolling in; I will never get tired of them. I'm looking forward to sitting down for a nice read tomorrow, when I will likely still be underslept but will have some time and space to enjoy and hopefully begin responding to the wonderful personal tales some of you have already shared. What a gift. Thank you.
Suddenly, 46 seems like the most wonderful age I could possibly be. How unexpected! And how delightful. I think I'll see if I can't make a habit of this—loving where and who I am right now.
Hugs, kisses, and (for now) a single parting shot to show you my birthday "cake"—could you just die?
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Yes, I could. Perfect cake and sounds like a plum perfect 46th too. Love you.
Beautiful cake! Happy Birthday, Georgia!
lovely. as are you. and i have presents for you, still. i'm good through april, right? birth months are better than simply birthdays. story coming, too, of course.
love you--
ah! it looks so delicious!happy happy happy birthday!
Happy Birthday! I'm glad it was a great one.
I am so glad to read about your enthusiasm for your birthday because I know we are supposed to be less excited about our bdays (and our age) as we get older, but truth be told, I am pretty dang excited to turn 40. It sounds grown up and awesome and I feel like I deserve to be 40-- I get more comfy in my skin (and there is a heckuva lot more of it these days) every year, and I am grateful for each year the days of my probation are extended and I can be my children's mother and my husband's wife and your friend and come closer to being my best self. YAY! Yay me, yay you, yay for the lush green summers (a brilliant golden autumns) of life!!!! Happy, happy birthday!
YUM.
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