Birthdays

What is it about birthdays that delight and disappoint all at the same time? Is it the marking of another year, coupled with un-met expectations, or just the idea that the day should be special and yet it is the same as any other day? Today was my birthday, and it was great to have so many comments on the blog, facebook messages (which I would totally not remember to look at if I didn't get emails from it), and phone calls. It was terrific to be remembered and to have the kids say multiple times throughout the day "Happy Birthday, Mom," or if you are George, " Happy Boatday." These are great things, indeed. It was, however, pretty ordinary, except for the lovely breakfast CB/Chris made for me before he needed to leave. That was great, and I don't want to sound like it wasn't great. I have so much to be grateful for, and have a full, fun life. But the rest of the day was visiting teaching, preschool, naps, 2 precious hours of quiet time, school pick up, dance for S and lacrosse for D. A normal Tuesday around here. I was welcomed home from Lacrosse by yummy brownies and ice cream, and more candles than I care to count, which was great. Really fun. And so, another birthday passes until next year -- a great milestone that leaves me feeling grateful for this life I have -- 36 years after my birth, and optimistic for hopefully at least 36 more years to come!