On Tuesday, neighbor
Nori’s birthday, I took her a birthday care package filled with sweets and
savories and alcohol. Her father-in-law died twenty-four days ago in the Czech
Republic; her father died six days ago here. She has two young children. It’s
been rough. She needs sweets and savories and alcohol.
As I was putting the
package together, though, I had a scary thought. I believed that I could guess
exactly what she was doing the day I got married.
She would be having her
birthday party, of course, on the Saturday two days after her birthday. She is
turning thirty-nine, so it would have been her seventh birthday.
My wedding was
thirty-two years ago today.
Wow, HUGE congratulations (on your anniversary, not your youth :) ). That's definitely an achievement to admire (and envy).
ReplyDeleteYes, I get the scary part of this.
ReplyDeleteAnd congrats too!
So you were barely married when we met eons ago? Yes, these numbers scare me. Poor Nori, to have such sadness and birthday together.
ReplyDeleteHappy anniversary! (Belated)
ReplyDeleteNori is so lucky to have you for a friend.