My Birthday—A Day of Sun, Bright Blue Skies, and Gratitude

Today is my birthday, and what a beauty it is. I decided to give myself the day off—more or less—so that I could take pictures, have lunch at a Chinese restaurant a couple of towns over, and later have drinks on the patio with Clif.

Birthdays, especially as you get older—and at 57Β  58, I certainly qualify as older—are often a time of reflection. This birthday is especially significant as five years ago, almost to the day, I had surgery for breast cancer. I was lucky. My cancer was lazy—a good thing for cancer to be—and not aggressive. And here I am five years later, feeling ever so grateful to be writing and taking pictures, to be living in Winthrop at the little house in the big woods.Β  Better still, I have a wonderful family and terrific friends.

This is not to say I don’t have worries and troubles. Of course I do. Everybody does. But all in all, I am one lucky woman.

Birthday Pictures:

Fuzzy tails
Fuzzy tails

 

Huck on Maranacook
Huck on Maranacook

 

My own Bailey Library
My own Bailey Library

 

By the Kennebec River
By the Kennebec River

 

A lovely place to sit and watch the water
A lovely place to sit and watch the water

 

A gull likes the view, too
A gull likes the view, too

 

 

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23 thoughts on “My Birthday—A Day of Sun, Bright Blue Skies, and Gratitude”

  1. Happy Birthday! Great way to spend it! Great about that 5 year mark too.
    My birthday was on the 13th. I’m past the point of caring about the number…I quit that at 39. I love my birthday!

    1. Happy belated birthday, Cynthia! Our birthdays are pretty darned close. Aren’t we lucky to have been born in September? I am thrilled to be celebrating my, ahem, 58th birthday. (Not 57, as I stated in my post.) After having had breast cancer, every birthday seems precious to me.

  2. Happy Birthday, Laurie! Your blog is wonderful. It is calm, beautiful and interesting every day. Thank you for sharing your wonderful thoughts, writing and pictures.

    1. Thanks, Carol! And you are right. I am fifty-eight. Oh, that is too funny that I got my own age wrong. Clearly, I am not a numbers person πŸ˜‰

    1. Actually, as my cousin pointed out, I am fifty-eight. Oh, it made me chuckle to think I had gotten my own age wrong. Math has never been my strong suit πŸ˜‰

    1. Thanks, Eliza! And you are a Scorpio, just like my daughter Dee, whose birthday is on October 29. I know it’s probably all gobbledegook, but as a Virgo, I get along very, very well with Scorpios πŸ˜‰

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