Today my son makes double figures.
And what a delightful 10 years they have been. Here is one of my favourite photographs of two of my favourite people.
So- today I am 43. Thanks so much to those who have sent wishes/cards/presents! I am a man blessed.
I share a birthday with some of my friends- Nick, Stacey and Stewart. And aparently Kim Jong-il, North Korean dictator. So best wishes to them all. I am not expecting a card from Kim.
And for those of a certain age-
(I was reading recently that tests have shown that kids who grew up watching Sesame Street out perform kids that did not in key indicators. I did not watch it as a child unfortunately- my mum thought that TV sent brains soft.)
Michaela and the kids bought me a days sea kayaking tuition! Which to some might mean they are trying to get rid of me- but I know better. It is something I have wanted to do for years. Can’t wait!
What will this year bring?
My friend Maggy gave me a book of Celtic daily prayer– and I read this-
We have so little faith in the ebb and flow of life, of love, of relationships. We leap at the flow of the tide, and resist the terror of it’s ebb. We are afraid it will never return. We insist on permanence, on duration, on continuity; when the only continuity possible, in life as in love, is in growth, in fluidity- in freedom, in the sense that dancers are free, barely touching as they pass, but partners in the same pattern. The only real security is not in owning or possessing, not in demanding or expecting, not in hoping even. Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what it was in nostalgia, nor forward to what it might be in dread or anticipation, but living in the present relationship and accepting it as it is now.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh.
Lord Help me now to unclutter my life
To organise myself in the direction of simplicity
Lord teach me to listen to my heart; teach me to welcome change rather than fearing it
Lord I give you these stirrings inside of me
I give you my discontent
I give you my restlessness
I give you my doubt
I give you my despair
I give to you all the longings I hold inside
Help me to listen for those signs of change, of growth; to listen seriously and follow where they lead
Through the breathtaking empty space of the open door…
My lovely daughter is 14.
We had a lovely day- a lazy breakfast, followed by present opening and telephone thanking. Then lunch out, followed by an afternoon of friends and a house full of teenage girls for the evening party.
Emily had a ‘masquerade’ party- everyone wore masks, and played a version of charades called ‘masquerade’. Then they watched a film on the big screen, and shouted and giggled a lot.
Bless them all.
And this prayer becomes ever more urgent, as our kids grow away from us, and into their own future…
Happy birthday Emily. You are special.
Today is my lovely wife’s birthday. She is 41 years young.
And I love her.
This is one of the few photos of the two of us together- taken in France last year.
Today we took a trip out for lunch in Strachur, then out to Inveraray, where we decided to be tourists for the day, and look around the Duke of Argyll’s Castle.
It was one of those horizontal rain kind of days, but in order to complete the tourist thing, Michaela decided to have an ice cream.
I am sure the hypothermia will pass…
Photo from Flickr- here.
So tomorrow is my birthday. Can you guess which one? Salutations and expensive gifts gratefully accepted.
For those of you do not get the reference- then this probably to your credit (but as a clue, it relates to a story from The Hitchikers guide to the galaxy. See below.)