The party’s over

September 19, 2009 at 11:06 pm Leave a comment

Yesterday was my birthday. Since I have limited space and dishes, I spread out the invitations over the course of the day, saving the obligatory guests for the last round. It was also a nice way to really have time for my guests. In a big crowd, I would not have the opportunity to talk with everyone.

First my fun friends came. They are good for lots of laughter. It’s odd — they’re not super deep friends, though we can talk about almost anything. I wouldn’t hang out with them all the time, but they bring sunshine into my life.

The next guests were the deep, philosophical group. We talk about life and such things. They overlapped a bit with the first group, but harmonized quite well. Perhaps the philosophers were lightened up a bit.

Then the obligatory guests came — the in-laws. I was a bit apprehensive, but it turned out quite well. Since I knew ahead of time that they might ask rather penetrating questions about my life, the separation, and the children, I was well prepared. Plus one friend stayed to give me moral support.

After they left, I rushed off to a concert. My former voice teacher was singing with her guitar-playing husband. It was a wonderful evening. She is an incredible singer. Her voice seems to exude from her entire body — she is one with the music.

They do a mix of jazz, funk, soul and pop. During the last song, her husband had a strange inspiration and decided to play “Happy Birthday”. She was rather puzzled, but dedicated it to the entire audience, since everybody has a birthday this year. Afterwards I told her that it was my birthday, and the song really hit home. It was wonderful.

The plan was to go out after the concert. I share my birthday with a friend (she belongs to the “fun friend” category), and she made the plans. After the concert, I felt full from the events of the day. In addition, the concert was in the town where my husband lives, and where I lived until this past May. I was going to spend the night at a friend’s house, but opted to go home. I wanted to spend the last hour of my special day in my new apartment. It’s too soon to sleep in that town — even if I’m at someone else’s house.

I drove home, poured myself a glass of left-over sparkling wine, and sat out on the balcony with my cat. We stargazed for a while, and then I went to bed — tired and happy. It was an incredible life year, and I’m excited about this new one.

Now I’m 47. I think I already mentioned it. Up until a couple of weeks ago, I thought I already was 47. I spend most of the year thinking I would turn 48. So, I actually gained a year, in a sense. I’m a whole year younger than I thought!


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