Birthday

  • Love. And That Quiet Ache

    ‘You are the Sun, I am the Moon, you are the words, I am the tune: Play me.’ My heart sits in a quiet place, this morning. We celebrated my Father in law’s 80th birthday last night, and it was… Continue reading

  • Pilates and Cake

    So much cake. My goodness. My birthday was yesterday and my little boy’s was the day before. We’re still eating cake. As I squatted and lunged and bicep curled away at pilates this evening, I thought of cake. I bet… Continue reading

  • So Much Love

    I felt so much love from my little family, today. As I age, the value of family means so much more than it ever did. On my birthday, I felt the love with even more power. I’m going to head… Continue reading

  • Touched By The Birthday Fairy.

    It’s my 43rd birthday on Wednesday. I nearly called out to my husband, ‘Hey honey, am I turning 43 this year?’ I can’t believe it’s gotten to that stage. Ha ha ha. When I was much younger, I used to… Continue reading

  • Happy Birthday, Little Boy.

    My little boy’s birthday party is spinning around me as I type these words. We find ourselves after dinner, during cake, before presents: and by golly, there is noise. The most glorious kind. And the most deafening, uncomfortable kind. I… Continue reading

  • Merry Birthday

    On the tenth day of Christmas, there was a party. Two years ago (nearly) she rocketed into my world and I fell irreversibly in love. With her. My mini me. My little princess of the adorably nuts kind. Happy birthday,… Continue reading