Day 75: Spoiled

What a grand birthday it’s been. I got plenty of attention, even by my demanding standards. I communicated with my mommy, my daughters, my grandkids, my siblings, and my closest friends. I got cards and e-mails from people I care about, and even flowers from Vicki and Susie B. Everyone who knows me knows that I desperately want to be indulged on my birthday, and I was. I don’t have a buttload of friends, but those I have are the best anyone could ask for.

Anna and Frank dropped by a birthday cake and some goodies for me in the morning. She had meant to bring two “six” candles for my 66 years, but one turned out to be a nine.

[Photo by Molly]

Not long after, I had a huge surprise: for the first time in over three months, I saw Molly and her fella, once again in the backyard. Frustrating not to be able to get close and hug my own girl, but I’m not complaining. Midday, I went for a socially distanced walk with my good friend/old BF, Nick. And later in the day, while I was sitting in the yard with Bessie, Adi & Michael unexpectedly appeared through my gate. My yard has lots of room for us to stay far apart, and I was beside myself with joy at seeing such important people. I feel lucky.

Right before I blew out the candles on my cake, with Molly and Elana in attendance, we all did a spontaneous little dance, as I hummed a Christmas tune for accompaniment.

[Photo by Molly]

During the weekly Zoom chat with my daughters, grandson Jesse joined us and told me something he’d figured out:

When people get old, they die, he informed me earnestly, and then paused before adding, Like you, Mama Ginna. I pointed out that I likely have a few years left in me.

My sister’s present to me was a clock she’d made out of a cow pie from the hollers of south-central West Virginia.

On Facebook I found this video of my first (and only) skydive, on my birthday nine years ago. I don’t know what possessed me. [Thank you, Lulu, for figuring out how to download this from Facebook when I was stymied.]

Thank you, friends and family, for warming the cockles of my jaded little heart.

And thank you, Eleni, for your continuing reassurance about and insight into my ongoing Bessie concerns.

4 comments

  1. Happy HAPPY birthday, tiny squish! It was so wonderful to get to see you – in PERSON! – even from a distance!

    And I’m glad I got to meet Bessie. She is a sweet girl.

    I adore Katie’s cow pie clock. What a marvel.

    Thank you so much for being born!

  2. Hahahahaha! Cow pie clock!!!! That’s hilarious!
    I’m happy you felt the love.

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