Friday, April 04, 2014


It is birthday week. Two of my dearest friends and I have birthdays this week. My birthday is tomorrow. Muriel's birthday was yesterday and Paula's was the today before. We are all getting pretty old.  Not seventy, but perilously close. I realized this week that Muriel, who was my cross-the-street neighbor for 13 years has been my friend for half of my life now.  We have been through some pretty difficult, as well as wonderful times together. Paula has been a friend even longer.  they are both very dear to me. Longtime friendships like these provide perspective and are touch points in my life. Would life even be real if you didn't have friends that share your memories?

Earlier this week Paula and I went downtown to Powell's bookstore to hear our old Pocatello classmate, my first date, Tom Spanbauer, read from his new book. ( we are so proud of him!) We ended up on the elevator with Tom and he seemed so happy to see us and gave us big hugs and exclaimed, "Look at us! We're good!" Which I took to mean we have survived! A lot. And isn't it great? For sure. And yes we have.

Tom, signing our books. 

Birthdays. You can love them or hate them. Mostly I am stunned these days. Incredulous to be this age. Some days I feel those years. Mostly I don't. So much, right now in my life, makes me grateful for this life and grateful to be in good health and grateful for all the love and goodness I have known, and grateful that it— knock wood—goes on. So I can only feel gratitude for another birthday. 

Today Paula and I celebrated our birthdays. We went out to lunch at one of the big Antique markets in Portland. We laughed at how many of the "antiques" were things we grew up with. She was looking for  hammered aluminum serving pieces. I looked for my favored Taxco silver. Neither of us found what we were looking for, but each of us came home with something old—like us. Mine was a metal crow who now sits on a rafter overlooking our living room. 

"Never more."

Tomorrow I celebrate with my family. I won't even tell you how old I am. It really is just a number. And it doesn't matter to me.  A great moment today was a phone call from my granddaughter. "Hi Grandma. It's Sofia. I have a question for you. Don't ask me any questions, just answer me. Do you like purple?"  As a matter of fact, yes, Sofia, I love purple. 

I can hardly wait to see what my birthday present will be... Do you think it will be purple?


  1. Happy Birthday!!!! I love the crow and it is wonderful up on that beam. I hope Sofia has a special purple surprise for you. Celebrate!

  2. Birthdays, good friends, ability to get out and do things, doesn't get much better than that! Thanks for sharing your good things with us!

  3. I'm excited for you to receive Sofia's special present. Doesn't really matter what it is, she thought it out for YOU! That's pretty darned special. Enjoy your week.

  4. That wonderful crow made a home on your rafter because he couldn't fly all the way to find me in Pennsylvania. A true gift. Happy Birthday!

  5. Happy birthday! I, too, am "perilously close". One more birthday and then.......
    But, really, aren't we lucky? :)

  6. Happy Birthday, and I love the crow too. Have a great day with your family

  7. I would love purple if I had a special granddaughter who needed me to!
    Sandy in the UK

  8. I like that crow up there - and doubt I would have ever thought of it. The call from your grand daughter cracked me up.

  9. Happy birthday (I feel like I'm joining the multitudes in this wish). But I have to say that regardless of whether I know you are a mere child. How do I know that? Because at some point, your advanced age will become a bragging point rather than something you are shy about revealing. I mean a real bragging point, like your grandchildren:-)

    And yes, aren't we all amazed and grateful to have survived. Enjoy your purple present and the rest of your year.

  10. Anonymous8:50 PM

    Ah, you share my younger brother's birthday. My birthday is two days later and apparently HE was a "present" I didn't want. I believe I thought a sister would be better, but later I realized my two brothers had to share a room and as the only girl I got my own! You are lucky your grandchildren are near enough to present a possibly purple present. Enjoy, Marken

  11. Have a lovely Birthday. Sharing times and memories with good friends is important.