My birthday was last week…and I was not expecting a good day. Susan’s still missing and the only thing I want is to have her back. It’s hard to care about anything trivial like a birthday.
But I was surprised that Sunday was actually quite a nice day after all. Besides receiving sweet birthday cards from family, my 11-year-old daughter made me this, all on her own:
A crocheted neckwarmer (short buttoned scarf)
She also hand-wrote a fun “Birds of America” word search puzzle for me to do, which must’ve taken her a really long time. And drew me a beautiful card with a lifelike picture of a chickadee inside.
John surprised me, too. I’d told him a few days before that I just wanted a little cash to spend at the upcoming Renaissance Faire, so I wasn’t expecting anything. But he gave me a digital camera! Such a great present because our old camera was not only ancient and decrepit, but also sucks the life out of every battery after just a few minutes. I’d really been wanting a new camera.
He also gave me a mixing bowl and big wooden spoon/ladle. I’d just told him last week how much I needed a new mixing bowl.
As if that wasn’t enough, after church he and the kids made me a cake. Yes, it was a mix, and yes, it was lemon cake—not my favorite—but since he’s never made me a cake before, it was such a sweet gesture. It was good, too! The kids ate it so fast it barely had a chance to cool down.
My sweet friend JoVonna also made me a treat and brought it over. What a lovely friend she is. Also, my online friends poured out the birthday wishes on my Facebook page so much that it nearly made me cry. Friends from Wisconsin, Utah, church, homeschool, and many people I’ve never met in person but have become dear friends through this 5-month ordeal since Susan has been gone. I am very blessed.