Seis rodajas de bacalao = Six slices of cod.
heavy head. droopy eye-lids. i'm stifling broad yawns.
severely obsessive internal focus to just s.n.e.a.k. in that one fast snooze.
and it has been this way since my alarm rang itself silly this a.m.
blissful outcomes of a wonderful 4 day family get-together :) starting Friday night.
all of us here to usher in Jasbir's 70th birthday. to stand with her. to celebrate her existence.
each one of us blessed to know her in our special way, and to be so loved in return.
poignant. sweet. the absence of Uncle Sarge even more noticeable.
energetic. ecstatic. memory making moments that our cameras didn't manage to document in its full entirety.
a sense of real binding connection... a forging of deeper stalwart bonds.
and let's acknowledge the food. the vast planning. the menu setting. the careful hosting.
the pre-execution to the bigger bash on the 26th. the pounds of consumables digested and then some.
the malts and red wines. the Tigers and all the driving around in between.
happy birthday my darling Aunty Jasbir. and here's to 70 more!
i hope the quiet reflections as you stood silent watching the candles on your cake burn...
that they all come true. God Bless and Keep YOU. always always always.
your niece, amreeth.
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wish aunty j my best wishes and long life with good health and prosperity to boot :-)!
woah :) good "birthday blessing"! i will NY. thank you. hugs.
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