It's my birthday this month. And my kids, who by the way are the most excellent offspring on the planet, decided to start early and celebrate from Day One of November. I think they had some encouragement from daddy.
I went to the grocery store and came home to my first gift. Grapes and flowers, harvested from our very own garden. Sweet, sweet.
I am loved. Life is good.
For a practiced complainer, glass-is-half-empty kind of a person like myself, this is saying something.
Thank you children and husband.
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