birthday

Hippiest Happiest Hoppiest Birthday Wishes my Darling Girl (for yesterday!!).

Hoping that you had a lovely day, enjoying the Summer weather with your darling little ones. Maybe you spent the day in your garden space, picking bugs off your lettuce, or carting water bucket by bucket. Or you were in town, going to lovely cafe - and not quite being able to relax and settle into being at a cafe, cause the kids won't sit still long enough for you to think properly, and you wonder - all over again - why you actually went to a cafe. Maybe you found yourself a new skirt, or dress, or shirt, or even more exciting a new book - and you decided to spoil yourself, for once. Maybe you went to the beach, or had a picnic with your whole family.

Maybe you did nothing. You took the girl to school, stayed at home with the boy. Cleaned, cooked, washed, lay on the couch in some sort of doldrums. Picked up the girl from school, made dinner for the husband, cleaned, washed. Dropped into bed, and then got up this morning and did it all again.

I hope, whatever you did, that at least someone made you laugh and smile. Made you feel happy for a moment. That you stopped and looked up at the glorious day, listened to a bird call out to it's mate, noticed a flower poking its head up through a crack in the pavement, heard some music from another house that you actually liked, smelt the clean soft baby hair of those little ones. Got to blow out at least one candle, and have some cake - even if you did make it yourself.

Here; I was thinking of you. Sending you birthday love. Wishing that one day we would be able to slip down to a quiet river bank, or cafe, or book shop, or rockpool, or walk up a hill and settle under a big shady tree, in the soft grass. And maybe slide back down the hill, on pieces of cardboard. And maybe call out the words we might remember from our youth - from Rosalind and Celia and "what is truth, what is love, what is fear". Laugh about the fight about the barbie clothes, where you ran away. The night we lay out in your yard, on the trampoline, and watched shooting stars skim across the sky. One day would be enough - we would make do, if that's all we had, wouldn't we?!

Love you, E xxx

PS - something will be going in the post next week, hopefully.....