06/15/2023
Tomorrow is my Birthday. If you know me, you know I write myself a letter every year. So here it is… enjoy
Birthday letter 52
There are 52 cards in a deck. 52 weeks in a year. 52 white keys on a piano. The number 52 numerology carries the vibrations of new beginnings, good fortune, and positive change. I have now lived 52 rotations of the sun. I’m now really “in” my early 50’s. It’s on. It’s happening. I’m so glad I’m here for it.
When I had cancer, my biggest fear was I wouldn’t live to see my children have babies. Thanks to Hannah, February 27 , sweet Tatum Rose arrived. I’m now grandma. Maybe Mimi. Definitely not Nana or Bubbie.
There is nothing I don’t like about being a Grandma. I want to inhale Tatum. Suddenly I am obsessed with socks and her little tiny feet being cold. I could stare at her perfect little face all day long. My heart feels like it will explode when she tucks her little head under my chins… she is magic.
This is the first Birthday living in Vegas. I’ve been so blessed to find a job with great people. I’ve made so many new friends. I do miss my sweet San Diego village. My Newport People. My old friends from Northern California. My New York Childhood pals. The upside to moving away is that I now get to have sleepovers with friends. We’ve been lucky to have had so many visitors.
This is also the first Birthday I celebrate with Skee’s new found family. To say the last few months have been life altering, is an understatement.
I start 52 with a new Mother-in-law, 4 extremely fun and energetic sister in laws, and 10 new nieces and nephews. So much for a quiet life. We will need a longer table, a bigger house, and need to make room on our cameras to capture new memories. So much love.
So here is to 52. I guess I haven’t been playing with a full deck. Now I am.
