And when I do, I'll write about the Amazingly Stupendous Surprise Birthday Party my husband hosted for me on Saturday night. The party over which I am not yet.
(Raise your hand if you love that sentence.)
And I will write about the first gift in a giant wrapped box: My Brother. Flown in from Florida, after nine months apart from me.
I will write. But I can't yet. I need to fully live it first.
(Happy birthday to me.)
1 comment:
Happy birthday to you indeed! I was so sorry to have to miss the surprise party. Can't wait to read about it.
And since your actual birthday is on the same day as mine we'll still have to get together to celebrate over coffe or something.
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