Today we had a birthday party for my biggest girl: the girl who made me a mother for the first time, the girl who unlocked a passion I never knew I had. I love being her mother.
During Mia’s party, Anna asked for a nap. As I nursed her to sleep in the big bed I heard laughter and chatting in the next room. Time stopped. Here in my house, at the same time, were so many people that I love. The are alive and healthy and here, ranging in ages that span nearly a century. I wanted to hold my breath; I wanted it to last. But life moves, and so it is. We cannot hold it back.
I love my people. They give my life its sweetness. They made today a lovely and memorable day.
Happy 8th birthday, Mia.
Much love and gratitude.