My birthday was lovely. So lovely. And now i’m sad to say it’s pretty much over. The play was amazing, so much delicious food, friend time, better than I imagined lunch with andy, I feel whole, loved, content.
I am “so close” to being able to ride a bike, and I apparently never forgot how to sew.
We still have a camping trip ahead, i’m thinking next month-and I still have a lot of shopping to do.
I feel fantastic. Satisfied. Perfect.
It’s my birthday! Ahh!