A friend of ours made this astonishing cake. Those veggies are FROSTING! |
I love birthdays. Yours, mine, ours, theirs…it doesn't matter; birthdays
are one of my favorite things. I like
the idea that for one day in the year an individual can be loved on, feasted
with, sung to, and given gifts. Every
one is worth that. Of course, I realize
that for some the loving may come from a pet, the feast may be a candy bar, the
song may be on the radio, and the gifts may be green traffic lights and a
pretty sunset; but, if that person acknowledges these things on their birthday,
it is still a special day. I think
birthdays give each one of us an opportunity for reflection and hope. Unlike New Year’s Day, when everyone around
us is encouraged to acknowledge the annual passage of time, a birthday is personal,
private even. Only you have lived the
exact moments of your days past and will experience the fullness of your days
to come. Only you know the wish that you make when the candles are blown out (or your
head hits the pillow that night).