Today I:

 

Woke up to this:

 

A Good Way to wake up

This is mah burfday bike. I like her.

 

And soft sunset colored roses.
In vases, all over my apartment,
adding up to 30, with the most wonderful notes attached.

The Boyo snuck into my place in the wee sma’s with The Roommate’s help
and set all of this up–
let me tell you,
there are worse ways to wake up than to roses and a beach cruiser.

I love this man.

 

Birthdays are strange.

When I first met my friend Wylie,
he said that he was celebrating the first anniversary of his 29th birthday.

I thought that was silly at the time
(oh, 22!).

…I understand it now.

 

Today,
I am 30.

I am now officially the oldest unmarried woman in my family’s history.

I am wearing flats with my favorite black silk dress
because, in all ironies, I tweaked my back but good last night.

I am going to lunch with my favorite co-workers,
and I will *probably* be talked into getting the lavender duck sandwich,
because it is DELICIOUS.

The Boyo and I will go out to dinner tonight,
just the two of us,
and laugh about silly things,
and do the whole gaze-into-each-others’-eyes-over-candlelight-thing,
and then start laughing again,
because true love doesn’t take itself too seriously, you know.

He’s been with me since I was 18.

First friends,
now the core of my heart.

 

He is a good man.

 

Today I am grateful for…everything.
Even my twingy back.

I’ve been so afraid to relax and enjoy what I have right now
because I had so many Other Shoes drop on me over the last seven years,
Imelda Marcos would be jealous.

 

So today?

I am grateful for everything.

For my friends who carried me.

For The Boyo who has stayed.

For a car that works.

For an affectionate, smart little dog.

For my parents.

For my grandmother, who sends the strangest gifts
out of the deepest love of her heart.

For friends getting married, for being a part of their love.

For coffee.

For sunshine and rain.

 

For roses, an adventuresome bike, and a small stuffed dinosaur.

 

Today,
I am grateful for all things.

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4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Mary Jacobson Smith
    Aug 18, 2011 @ 11:10:21

    I am grateful for YOU!

    Reply

  2. Tia Bev
    Aug 18, 2011 @ 11:17:03

    Becca..that actually made me cry. Don’t let a random number even take the sheen off of a the celebration of your beautiful life!!!!! Tell your boyo he is a “dreamboat” (haha…gotta love retro lingo) and spin and twirl (carefully) in that little black dress. It’s your day, Becca. It’s your life. God has given you so much, and He has helped you every time you were smacked upside the head with a shoe dump. He is always there! Awesome stuff.

    Happy Birthday, beautiful one. I hope this day is absolutely spectacular.

    Reply

  3. Somer
    Aug 18, 2011 @ 12:08:04

    Happy Birthday, Becca!! I’m glad it looks like a good one. I miss you a ton!

    Reply

  4. charlotte
    Aug 18, 2011 @ 20:08:37

    Happy happy birthday! I love the bike, love 30 (seriously, my 30’s have been way better than my 20’s), love you!

    Reply

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