Happy Birthday

Today is my wonderful husband's birthday. Unfortunately we cannot spend it together this year. In fact we have not been able to spend his birthday together in the last four years. However that is not the point. The point is I am grateful he was born. He is the most wonderful person and the best thing in my life. He takes care of me, watches out for me, and inspires me. He lets me be myself; in fact he encourages me to spread my wings and challenges me to not only fly, but to soar.

He gave me not only himself but also a wonderful family to be a part of. I am amazed at how they have embraced me and made me part of them. I now have an awesome mother-in-law, inspiring father-in-law, and the coolest brother-in-law; with a marvelous fiance and the sweetest little niece anyone could ask for. They are gifts my husband has given me for which I can never repay him.

I know our relationship is not based on balancing scales. If it were, our marriage would never work. I do not do things for him just to make up for all he gives me; I do them because I love him and I want him to be happy. I know it is the same for him.

Today I celebrate his birthday by myself but not alone; and pray that next year we will celebrate together.

To be Heard

I am Blogging.

For years I have resisted starting any online journal in the interest of avoiding that potentially obnoxious phrase. I am not a self-absorbed 15 year old brat so connected to the social scene that at any given moment you will find me tweeting that I just ate something really bad for me or took a huge dump. (excuse the crudity- but seriously that is what they tweet about!)

However a conversation with my sister awhile ago got me thinking. Among all the bloggers there are a lot of people who have nothing interesting to say. A lot of people who have no grasp of their native language, and have cauliflower for brains, flood the Internet with their daily activities. I do not have cauliflower for brains, there are things that happen to me, and I have a rather unique way (she says) of looking at them and sharing them with others.

I am not saying my grasp of the English language is stellar. I am not saying I have anything particularly interesting to say. What I am saying is that I do have a voice and so perhaps I deserve to be heard. Maybe no-one will care to listen, but then again, they might.

Having typed all this, I now realize that I might be alienating my audience so to speak. I just wish to join the ranks of bloggers who are like my sister- thoughtful, interesting people who wish to share their lives with others.