Tomorrow, Nov 6th, is my daughter Deb’s 43rd birthday.
As you know we just moved and so the celebration of Deb’s entrance into our lives is going to be a little different this year. Actually it’s sort of like when we moved right after her birthday 34 years ago and it sort of got mish mashed a little.
If I could I’d hollar from the roof tops about how wonderful, thoughtful, kind, smart, patient, creative and loving Deb is. If I could I’d bake her a cake, and make her favorite meal, and shower her with books, and yarn and anything that makes her happy and makes her heart sing. All I can do right now is to tell her how much I love her, how proud I am of her, how I love being her mom and friend, how I love laughing with her, how I love our Saturday coffee outings, how I look to her for guidance and encouragement and how glad am that 43 years ago she arrived here on Earth and made it a better place for all of us. And provided us with Chappy, one of the greatest granddogs in the world.
So… I cannot shower her with many presents this year, or hollar from a roof top but I can share a few recent pictures of my daughter and friend. I love you Deb.