Birthday Wrap Up

Well, I would have posted this a little sooner but I have been busy celebrating. I was fortunate to get lots of fun mail, texts, and calls on my birthday. I was also reminded that my circle is not as small as it can feel on a cold Minnesota winter day. I spent a couple hours on my birthday learning how to make my friend’s homemade pizza. She had plenty of other things to do as she is getting ready to move across the country. Her son noticed that I was teary after talking about when the moving trucks would arrive. In his most innocent four year old voice, he said, “Cindy, are you okay?” The boy is wise about women well beyond his years.

A sampling of other random acts of kindness included:

My mom who didn’t call to sing to me when she woke up at 5:30 a.m.
My in-laws who sent me a fun gift certificate to one of my regular shopping destinations.
My girlfriend who sent me a friends and family coupon for the same place.
My wise husband who managed to sneak roses into my kitchen.
My daughter who spent a lot of time writing, “Happy Birthday Mom” on her homemade card.
My sister-in-law who sent me some good advice and tea to enjoy and relax.
My sister who is really good about sharing her cute kids and had them sing happy birthday on my answering machine with cha, cha, cha at the end.
My dad who tracked me down so he could wish me a happy birthday and even sent mail.
My grandma who called to tell me to wear my coat and be sure to zip it up.
My grandpa who took the phone from her to tell me about meeting his new great-grandson. He claims that his 13 great grandchildren are God’s gift for living to old age.
My husband’s grandma who sent me a real letter which is so appreciated.
My friend of most of my 36 years who invited me to lunch this week.
My cute dog who has taken to sitting on my lap. Apparently, laying next to my hip isn’t close enough anymore.
My librarian who informed me that I can renew kid movies and quit paying late fees.
My friend who is busy trying to organize our next adoption reunion despite the fact that we are spread out across the country.
My older relative who went to visit her neighbor who is sick and can’t travel this holiday. She invited him and his roommate to join her for Thanksgiving dinner.
My aunt who gave her lunch to her elderly friend because it was her favorite soup.
My friend who bought coffee for the lady behind her in line.
My resident from my days as an RA who brought up her neighbor’s garbage cans.
My fellow adoptive mom who picked up groceries for her co-worker.
My cousin who gave her bookcases to someone else and just asked them to pass it on instead of paying her.
My great aunt who shared her coupons with a family in need.
Lastly, my sister and aunt who sent on my request to others and the donations that resulted to the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation.

Blessings,

Cindy