Friday, August 26, 2011

Many happy returns

My grandmother always signed the birthday notes she wrote us,
"Many happy returns of the day."
I didn't really understand what it meant
until I was older and stopped to think about it.

Yesterday was G's birthday.
I made apple-pecan cake to take to the day program
(which he didn't want to go to)
and reserved enough for us to have after dinner.

Elizabeth, our caregiver last night,
brought a very fancy cake that said,
"Happy Birthday Mr. G."
So of course we had that cake.

Some of us didn't wait for the cake to be cut and served.

Many happy returns of the day, love.

Emphasis on happy.

1 comment:

  1. I think that he loved the cake.
    I am thinking about you. I am wishing you many happy returns of the day, dearest Ginnie.
    I know, or I believe that your happy returns are so entwined with the one you love. I still wish them to you and to him, who is so central in your life.
    With love, e.


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