I think I've always liked February well enough, and Happy Birthday! My youngest son is February boy. I also gravitate to those sunny places to live whenever possible.
That's a good gift request you've set, I shall work on that!
I somehow could picture you and your mom driving past the mills. She was a wise woman, and damn, she loved her sons. This line: "The dwarf month in late winter when people join hands and stare at their navels in communal depression." How I laughed!! Well, you know me and my dark humor. And btw, drinks on me when you get back. Time for us to rip up a few and catch up. Happy birthday, my dear friend. You rock!
Amen, Tom. I will remember your mom and kindness for the unloved. Maybe I'll start with starlings, pigeons, and house sparrows. Happy birthday.
Thank you for this gift of a gift. Happy birthday to you, and bless your mom!
Thank you, Kirsten. I’m missing her today. Before the forgetful years, she never missed a birthday.
I think I've always liked February well enough, and Happy Birthday! My youngest son is February boy. I also gravitate to those sunny places to live whenever possible.
That's a good gift request you've set, I shall work on that!
Thank you for sharing this beautiful imagery and, as always, the depths of your heart and soul.
You're welcome, Karen. Thank you for stopping in! Writing heals ...
I somehow could picture you and your mom driving past the mills. She was a wise woman, and damn, she loved her sons. This line: "The dwarf month in late winter when people join hands and stare at their navels in communal depression." How I laughed!! Well, you know me and my dark humor. And btw, drinks on me when you get back. Time for us to rip up a few and catch up. Happy birthday, my dear friend. You rock!
Thank you, Val. I’m ready! We’ll talk…
Many to love and care for within reach of our hugs …. Happy birthday Tom !
These days there is only a shortage of open arms. Thank you!
It’s a great value for me to work on: loving the unlovable. Thank you for the nudge and happy birthday. Judy
Thank you, Judy. There certainly are a lot of opportunities to exercise this capacity.
This resonates with me. My parents dedicated their lives to serving the poorest of the poor.
Your folks were unanointed saints.
Wow. Your mom and her molding of both the young and not-so-young Tom Titus come into clearer and clearer focus. Happy Birthday, Tom! —-Charlie
Thank you, Charlie. Still trying to get out the door for that gift of a little loneliness...