My day of birth makes me a lucky gal

So it was during this month (the one that is supposed to come in like a lion and go out like that baby wooly animal) that I traveled through the birth canal and entered this wonderful world.

And while, as each year passes, I try harder and harder to downplay the event (isn’t it funny how birthdays truly do lose a little something each year?), I have to admit I am always moved when friends and family take the time out of their busy lives to make me feel special. This year was no exception.

I felt special from the moment that I woke up hearing Ty say happy birthday, to the moment I received the gorgeous flower delivery from E. and H., to the moment that I received the heartfelt birthday card in the mail from my parents (they remembered! Sometimes they forget.).

And then there were all the moments in between which continued all the way to Saturday night when we hung out at le Garage.


Thanks.

I am the luckiest girl.