Birthday thank yous!

Birthdays are always a bit fraught past 30ish, at least for me. Will anyone remember? Will I have to remind them and then feel miserable because I had to remind them and therefore they would have forgotten if I hadn’t? Where is my cake and ice-cream and party? Some years the day passes in a sort of blur of bad tempered disappointment that nobody – including myself – thinks my birthday is important any more.

However, I’m pleased to say that this year has been a good one. I have cards, and presents, and birthday wishes from many more people than I could ever have expected. I’ve also finished my first draft of Blessed Isle, so I feel a weight off my shoulders there. My children may have forgotten, but my friends on the internet did not *Hugs*

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