Today is Drew's 30th birthday. He said to me once, when he was 17, hot and sweaty on the way home from football practice, ""I don't think I'm going to live to be very old." Well, he was right - he wouldn't be here on earth, living with us on this earthly plain today - when he should have turned thirty earth years old.
But strange things happen around my house, as you may have read, and today was no exception. Make of this what you will.
Karen and Michael, my two adult children arrived today with Mary Katherine and Randy and all of their children - my grandchildren. This made a difficult day much easier for me, as you can imagine. Children charging all over the place, (Miss Kitty flew the coop) baseball lit up the TV most of the afternoon, and plans for the week were tumbling over each other as they dug out skies, kayaks and paddles, tubes and pumps for the tubes and the blow up beds.
We also had a birthday party - for Drew, and for all of us because living all over the country, we don't often get to spend a birthday together. Two cakes, chocolate and vanilla - and candles. We lit the candles, gathered everyone around the table and as we began to sing Happy Birthday to Everybody, ONE candle blew out. All the others stayed lit throughout the song. Obviously someone puffed too hard on the "Hhhhappy... " and possibly blew ONE candle out - and only one candle - right at the beginning of the song.
It's the timing that's important. And its significance.
And I don't believe in Coincidence. Think Drew was there? Duh! :)
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