My birthday was Wednesday, but I’m going to celebrate it another day. I’m not sure what day it will be, but it will be better than Wednesday was. I will not spend the greater part of the afternoon and the evening in the doctor’s office and the emergency room. I will not have fast food for dinner.
It wasn’t all doom and gloom, though it felt like it at moments. I got to spend some time with my friend Laurie who made me laugh a lot in the ER. I got to meet some of the people in my small group. I opened up a good number of cards from people I wish were not so far away. I talked to most of my family.
I don’t want to do the whole thing over . . . just a few parts.
photo courtesy of Maria Luisa Menasche