Thanks

Normally I do not like fuss. I get my birthday off work, to avoid wanting and not getting greetings in equal measure with getting Happy Birthdays from everyone, and not wanting them. Or an obligatory card with a plethora of signatures from folks who don't know what to write down. So, I was not sure why I'd made the announcement here.

Then your messages flooded in, while I spent the actual day alone, my playlist going all day in order of song length. I danced, sang, cleaned, and heard the little bloop that let me know I was not alone. My humble/vain attempts at writing were being read, my photos made a blip in your day. I felt rich and blessed. You wrote poems, and made me laugh, and cry and feel connected to the larger world. An outside that was not icy cold everywhere. That wonderful shared energy flowed in when I brushed by death. It gushed over me in a celebration of birth.

You are warm, decent, generous and genuine souls.

You grace the world.