This came today. This lovely arrangement.
It sat on my front porch with a card. For Mimi.
A few weeks ago I turned the big 50. I had been dreading the day. It was the hardest birthday I think so far. So I told my husband I wanted to have a party. It was small but I had all my friends there with me to dance the night away.
On the night of my real birthday my son and wife along with my husband and in-laws took me to a wonderful restaurant to celebrate. During the toast my son gave me the best surprise. He announced that he and his wife were expecting. I cried and laughed and we all hugged and I told them that the news made this birthday the greatest birthday ever.
Below, my oldest in my arms. I still remember this night. I wanted Tim to have something red on. My husband was taking photos of us for our christmas card. It was late in the evening and Tim was tired and sleepy. We sat in front of the tree, me in my holiday robe and Tim in my husbands tee shirt. Feels like a few months ago, instead of years.
"No one is a stranger in mimi's house, cause love has made it's home there in her heart.
And she's got that infectious way of laughing right our loud, that takes away the pain and lights the dark."
So at 50 here I am, contemplating the road ahead. A grandmother. Life truly is a wild ride.
Below, the mom and dad to be.