The thought of another birthday doing nothing was a little scary so I invited a few friends, not even close ones but ones who used to come to my fireplace evenings, to meet outside my house for pre-sliced cake and hot toddies, tonight. It's gonna be below 30 windchill but I figured a few minutes of friendship would help ensure that I would not think about how much my birthdays went unnoticed and unloved not for the last seven years but really about double that!
I'm waiting for the next motion for contempt. In between threats of that, H told D11, "tell Mama I said Happy Birthday." Honestly I was not able to fix my face on that one. D said, "Well, maybe he wants to be nice sometimes but he just can't." But in general she is obsessed with him and his unloving love in a way I sadly recognize.
I believe I will see the bounty of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait for the Lord with courage. Be stouthearted, and wait for the Lord.
