For all the sighing and complaining I’ve done around here lately, the truth is that we still sprinkle in a healthy dose of birthdays and other daily joys and blessings into the mix. Today is M’s birthday, and while I haven’t piped out red buttercream poppies or written out happy birthday greetings in hieroglyphs, we celebrate with him just the same. We’re thankful for another year of his presence in our lives, grateful beyond words.
Happy birthday love.
