It’s a rainy afternoon in Hunterdon County, but I’m still enjoying my birthday weekend. Last night was a memorable gathering, since I celebrated my 40th birthday with my fiancé and some dear friends. We realized amusingly that the night was like a small Seton Hall reunion, since we all graduated from there, and most of us hung out together in the past. I also invited a couple close friends from my poetry therapy community, but unfortunately they couldn’t make it. It was still enjoyable to have the turnout last night, since I value everyone’s company dearly. It was so peaceful, with no tension throughout the evening. It reminded me of my poetry therapy gatherings over the years, and how enjoyable it was to take part in those discussions with friends and colleagues.
Last night was a great reminder to value every moment. I spoke with my grandparents and cousin earlier that day, and my grandmother shared with me the story of when I was born. ‘There was a big snowstorm that day!’ my grandmother said. ‘There was so much, the snow covered the doors halfway’! I fondly remembered both my mother and grandmother sharing this story with me several times over the years, but I never get tired of hearing it! I told my cousin that I will visit them next weekend. We’re both looking forward to it. I especially can’t wait to see my 3 year old niece. It will be so great to see how she’s growing!