MY 43rd BIRTHDAY

A couple of weeks ago, my 43rd Birthday arrived.  43.  43!!!  When did I get to be 43?  I don't feel like 43.  I feel more like ... 23!  But at 23, I had been 2 years married and it wouldn't be until another 7 years before my first baby came along.  I was so young and didn't even know of the blessings that were ahead of me.



Hubby often brings me flowers for my birthdays, but he knew that I had a desire to have them DELIVERED to me as a surprise.  Well, look what was delivered to me from our local florist!  It was such a wonderful surprise.

My daughter bought me some flowers, too.  She knew that I liked tulips and that my favorite color was fuschia, and she found these for me.  We put them in a vase, and I really enjoyed looking at them.  Unfortunately, after her daddy's flowers arrived, she really worried that I didn't like hers as much!  Awww!  I tried to assure her that I loved them both and hers were just as special to me as the larger arrangement.  I loved the simple elegance of my tulips.  They're so calm and serene next to the busy-ness of the larger arrangement.

Overall, I had a wonderful birthday.  The flowers were so beautiful, and I was able to just relax and enjoy the day.  Not a bad way to mull over how 20 years had passed so quickly!