Happy Birthday to Me

Milestone birthdays can be tough.  It feels very strange for the words "I'm sixty" to come out of my mouth. It doesn't seem possible.  But there, I said it: I'm sixty.

This particular birthday, however is strange for a different reason. It is my first birthday ever without my mother in the world with me. Birth-days celebrate the very intense moment that we each shared with our own mother. But now she's not here to share it, and it feels strangely one-sided.

I miss you, Mom.  Happy birthing-day.  Thank you for everything.   Love, Esther