After the worst birthday in the history of the universe I discovered two things:
1 – I definitely should keep giving myself a birthday party every year. Look at what happens when I don’t!
2 – My sister-in-law, Melanie, loves me!
On Friday, the day before my birthday, I got four cards in the mail. One from my sister E, one from my Uncle S, one from my dear friend E.G., and one from the Utah J’s. A good thing, too, since NOTHING came on Saturday, and there was no mail on Monday due to the holiday. Well, yesterday afternoon there was a pile of cards in my little mailbox, all from Melanie! So although it was off by a couple of days, I did get some of the recognition I needed to feel good about myself and my relationships (at least with Melanie, the rest of you are now on the list, lol!).
I did receive quite a few greetings on FB which I would have appreciated more if I hadn’t been
curled up in the fetal position crying all day long otherwise engaged, but when you send a card it tells me I was worth the 90 seconds it took you to pick it out, the $2.79 + tax (or thereabouts), and the 17 minutes it takes to personalize, hunt down my address, slap on a stamp and bribe a kid to put it in the mailbox. Which goes a long way to make me feel good!
What I’m saying is, Melanie is now at the top of my “People I Like Best” list and you all better scramble like eggs to make it up to me next year!