Today's slice will be a real slice, just a slim view into my day.
I awoke to not a blizzard, as many of my eastern friends did, but to a quiet house. Too quiet for this day, this special day. It's a birthday in our family (mine), and birthdays deserve laughter and hugs, streamers and presents at the breakfast table! Birthdays deserve Belgian waffles with blueberry compote or chocolate chip pancakes sprinkled with powdered sugar. Birthdays deserve a mimosa at breakfast (on a weekend, of course) and flowers on a table set with pretty china and tea cups for coffee.
On special days like this I miss having our kids at home. I miss their smiles at the breakfast table and their homemade cards. Many a birthday has been celebrated around this table, and even with no leaf in it, it feels too big for the two of us. Especially at birthday breakfasts.
Even without the kids, I am blessed to celebrate with my best friend and husband—and indeed, I do count celebrating anything with him as a blessing. There is plenty of hot coffee (in my favorite china cup), and there are flowers on the table. Instead of waffles, there's an omelet with sautéed mushrooms and freshly grated parmesan cheese. There is Fleetwood Mac on the stereo playing all the old favorites.
Later there will be texts, phone calls and FaceTime, a glass of wine at dinner, laughter and love. And for now there is a quiet breakfast together, complete with cards and gifts, the best of which is an opportunity to make this year a fabulous one!
A wife, mom, daughter, sister, friend, lifelong learner, educator