Birthday Thoughts
I am so sore I can barely move- and this is 2 days after a PT workout. Is it that the workout was so great or that I am 47?
I am so thankful for my life, family and friends. Today I got numerous phone calls, an email birthday card and 2 calls from my dh who is out of town on business. Usually he spoils me on my birthday.... so I had to make do without. But the boys rose well to the occasion and were very accomodating to me all day.
This morning I woke up, took care of our dogsit clients (Wrigley and Jemma) and then drove straight home, climbed back into bed and slept until time for Mass. Hey, it is my birthday!
Then our pastor gave a wonderful homily on rest. Jesus told his disciples in today's gospel to rest. We need rest- to recharge, recoup...and especially on Sabbath. He told me to rest. I took it to heart. Plus I was really tired.
So, this afternoon I gathered up my latest book- my first Leo Tolsty, Anna Karenina, and lazed around. This is the first Russian novel I have read. B and I watched a Northern Exposure where a Russian comes to visit the fictional town of Cicely, Alaska. They talked a lot about the Russian soul in that show. This book has that.
This afternoon the boys and I went for the mid-day dogsit with the girls. They were happy to see us, as usual.
Then tonight wewent out to eat to celebrate my birthday. They we very kind and obliging and asked me to pick the resturant. Gosh, these guys are getting so grown up. We narrowed it down to three of our favorites and chose the seafood grill.
We sat, ate and talked about all sorts of things. Past days, current friends, new video games, driver's licenses, college, dogs, businesses, etc. etc. etc. It was very nice. And the waiter called both my boys 'Sir' when he took the orders.
This was a nice day. Time to be thankful, even when everything is not just the way I would like. This is a very quiet birthday with my husband gone, but the day was nice. Life never is *just* how we want it, but it was a reminder of how much I have and how thankful I am for all of it.
I am so thankful for my life, family and friends. Today I got numerous phone calls, an email birthday card and 2 calls from my dh who is out of town on business. Usually he spoils me on my birthday.... so I had to make do without. But the boys rose well to the occasion and were very accomodating to me all day.
This morning I woke up, took care of our dogsit clients (Wrigley and Jemma) and then drove straight home, climbed back into bed and slept until time for Mass. Hey, it is my birthday!
Then our pastor gave a wonderful homily on rest. Jesus told his disciples in today's gospel to rest. We need rest- to recharge, recoup...and especially on Sabbath. He told me to rest. I took it to heart. Plus I was really tired.
So, this afternoon I gathered up my latest book- my first Leo Tolsty, Anna Karenina, and lazed around. This is the first Russian novel I have read. B and I watched a Northern Exposure where a Russian comes to visit the fictional town of Cicely, Alaska. They talked a lot about the Russian soul in that show. This book has that.
This afternoon the boys and I went for the mid-day dogsit with the girls. They were happy to see us, as usual.
Then tonight wewent out to eat to celebrate my birthday. They we very kind and obliging and asked me to pick the resturant. Gosh, these guys are getting so grown up. We narrowed it down to three of our favorites and chose the seafood grill.
We sat, ate and talked about all sorts of things. Past days, current friends, new video games, driver's licenses, college, dogs, businesses, etc. etc. etc. It was very nice. And the waiter called both my boys 'Sir' when he took the orders.
This was a nice day. Time to be thankful, even when everything is not just the way I would like. This is a very quiet birthday with my husband gone, but the day was nice. Life never is *just* how we want it, but it was a reminder of how much I have and how thankful I am for all of it.
2 Comments:
What a lovely day! Birthday greetings to you!
Happy Birthday, dear Friend!
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