My life’s celebrations are celebration of lives. The wonderful beloved, people in my life.
I have been so, so occupied I didn’t even want to write. I mean if I want to I could spare the time, but my mind was not ready to do it. Now I am … for recollection.
One month ago on March 28th, it was my beloved little one’s birthday – turning 3. And it was the first day of her life on earth to be taken away from bosom-nurture. I still remember the day before that – realising it would be the last day to breastfeed her … I did cry (shed tears) as I held her close to me, stroked her head and cheeks. I could still remember those dark eyes in white staring at me when I brought her home from the hospital. And then after three years … it would be the last time I would put her in this cradling hold or perhaps I would do that no more for any other.
And just 2 days ago, it was my eldest one’s 9th year old birthday. Just how much she has grown! And what a beautiful face. I didn’t wish her Happy Birthday when I saw her first thing in the morning – she was a bit disappointed. How did I find out? When I wished her a little while later, she didn’t show her excitement. Then I asked her if she was disappointed, the reply was “Hmm. Not really.” Funny gal.
Tomorrow – it will be my 11th Wedding Anniversary. Wow.
I’m just thinking if we should do something special – a meal perhaps … but just yesterday I’ve decided to reduce my food intake. Or rather junk food intake as well as reduce the amount of food.
Well … we’ll see … where our “mood” takes us.
