J and I wrapped up our week of important birthday celebrations last night with a party.
J’s birthday is 4 days before mine and even though I celebrated a 50th, hers was more important. J’s mother passed away before she got to be 49. Last night we celebrated life and remembered loved ones who were not with us to share the joy of the occasion.
Our friends came and celebrated with us. We fed them a meal, shared cake and ice cream. We spent time around the fire (it was pretty cold) and lit off a bunch of fireworks. We felt loved and appreciated. It was a really nice night.
It’s all cleaned up now. We have the memories, a great selection of thoughtful cards, and quite a few more bottles of wine to help keep the experience alive for a little longer.
We begin the march to the next one.