Birthday Ramblings

It’s my birthday! Indulge me.

After days of being sick, I woke up feeling a little better and happy to be next to my husband.

At 5 Put Pie woke up. Normally, Daddy would feed her and put her back to sleep, but I missed holding her so much that I asked for him to bring her to our bed. She was so happy to see me and even happier to lay next to me and nurse after days of being kept apart.

At 6 my brother left a message on my cellphone wishing me a Happy Birthday! I love my brother. For years because of his drug addiction our relationship was very one sided. For me to get a call on my birthday is amazing. It means he’s present.

At 7 my mother left a message:
“En un dia como este, nacio una niña muy bonita que me enceño a conocer el verdadero amor. Mi hija te quiero, te adoro. Everywhere I go you are with me, everything I touch reminds me of you.” For those of you who do not speak Spanish the beginning roughly translates to, “On a day like today, a beautiful girl was born who taught me the true meaning of love. My daughter, I love you, I adore you.”

At 8, I turned on my computer and my inbox was full of birthday wishes.

And the whole day is still ahead of me.

A few days ago, while talking to a friend, I said that I have no problem announcing to anyone that I am poor, that there is no shame in not having money. Today I realized that I should not call myself poor. I may be “unwealthy“, but I am definitely rich.