© 2010 Lynsey

265 – Happy Birthday

Today we did the whole family thing. Tomorrow, Marica’s mother, Danica, turns 80, and because you don’t turn 80 every day we decided to stretch the celebrations out over two days, and maybe more.

When I arrived on the scene (we’re one of those postmodern re-assembled families) I brought a rich selection of ambiguity. Weirdness. Just downright madness. I think I simply misjudge things. Other guys bring flowers. I brought flowers out of my then home garden. Ginger flowers. They’re beautiful, fragrant, elegant, exotic, living sculptures. And about 1.5 metres (5′) tall. They just don’t fit in teeny delicate little vases, they need something more akin to paint buckets.

The house became full of (huge) flowers and a host of other crazy things. Like the time we converted the entire ground floor of the house we were renting into a fairy dell for the fairy party. With a cave and glow-worms. Meanwhile, although Danica found all this a bit too much, she had to admit often the end results were, at the least, fun. Some even worked out well. We’ve both worked together, and laughed together, and I think we’ve built a pretty wonderful relationship.

Happy birthday, Danica, and very many happy returns of the day.

05. Every day is now. The present moment.
08. Every day choose to bring about change.
18. Every day express love. Some people need to hear it. Most people need to see it. Donít take it for granted.

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