So on my 28th birthday my little sister gave birth to her second child, Moriah. Moriah and I have shared a birthday now for 29 years. Since her family moved to Georgia some 13 years ago, we haven't spent it together and we often don't wish each other h.b. for a couple days down the road, but I always think of her and that always makes me smile. Moriah is the mother of three beautiful girls and she is raising them, going to school and working. She works hard. She is amazing. I am very proud of her. Her girls are wonderful, too. YUP!!!! Happy Birthday Moriah, my dear.
Moriah and Anna, June 2009
I am grateful for Jason, who I just feel at ease with.
Thanks for all the birthday wishes everyone. I am rich with friendships.
This has been a remarkably emotional week for many of us. We've confronted some monsters in the closet and so far we are all here. I am glad. I am very tired tonight. Today I drove Jason to the airport, drove to Amherst to have lunch with Rhiannon, checked in on Edite in Turners, came home and answered the phone a lot and then went to dinner with Kay. Not a glorious birthday, but a good one, or at least a good day with a lot of well wishing from many people people and a pot full of pansies. Now bed.... deep sleep.
Love you all.
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