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Do I Feel Loved or What?

More times than not, my December 17th birthday nearly gets forgotten with all the busy Christmas festivities that try to crowd it out. But a few times in my life I have been totally surprised and this year was one of them. We three American ladies got together on Friday for our annual "candy and cookie" day when we make American goodies to give as gifts to our friends here. I thought it a bit strange that everyone was wishing me a cheerful "Happy Birthday" first thing in the morning when I arrived at my friends house. What are they thinking? It's a day early! Oh, well, I thought, they just don't want to forget this year. But I was secretly thinking about the night out that my husband had planned for the two of us the follwing evening. (At a romantic Italian restaurant in Warsaw, at that!) And I thought about the brunch that my oldest son promised to make on my special day. (Imagine that he is old enough to give me such a gift!)

The morning passed and at times "Happy Birthday" songs crackled from the speakers and gifts appeared wishing me a wonderful day. It wasn't until I sat down for lunch that I begin thinking about the regularity of it all. Yes, there was a definite pattern. All day long, every hour, on the hour, some rendition of "Sto Lat, Sto Lat"(Happy Birthday in Polish) or "Happy Birthday, Darlin' " peeled out from the stereo and I was presented with another special something.

As I rolled truffle balls, dipped chocolates, and decorated our cookies, I was reminded that I was special to my friends. And when I think about my husband and children I feel thankful. And it's nice to know that on my 35th birthday, it was remembered as a specific event (even though a day early) apart from all the surrounding celebrations of Christmas.

"Look at all the sugar powder!" (Says Allison when she sees the fresh snow on the sidewalk)
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Dorcas said…
Laura--
A belated happy birthday to a very special sister-in-law who has encouraged me in my writing/parenting/wifing/living and made me laugh and held me when I cried and hosted our whole tribe with great graciousness and been an example of Godliness to so many of us.
10:09 AM
mybubblingteapot said…
Oh, my, Gina, the night out was really awesome and the evening a much appreciated break from the routine for me. The Italian Restaurant served scrumptious food and it was terribly romantic. Even the name "Bacio" means kisses in English!!! Ok, it was great as you can tell. And thanks to all the rest of you for your kind comments. Ahem! Dorcas...if I was feeling inferior, your comments should have helped me out. :)And Sharon, I believe it was my dear daughter that gave your daughter chicken pox, right? That was terrible. And, Shine, I don't recognize you at all. I'm sure I was along, but I can't recall your face at all.
12:38 PM
Anonymous said…
Praise God for giving you such a precious gift! Happy LATE Birthday!
11:15 PM
Anonymous said…
wow. our escapades even made it into the wide world of blogger! I finally tracked you down...I would always remember, "oh yeah, Laura has a blog..." at inconvenient times when I was nowhere near a computer.
I like it. um hmm. ~cor.
10:24 AM
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