Last weekend, Facebook birthday greetings abounded. Too many to count. Beyond digital wishes, the USPS brought me real cards. (I don’t know how column readers remember the date.) A few old chums took me to lunch. I’m grateful to all who noted my special day.
The crazy thing is this mail delivery had nothing to do with my birthday. It came out of the blue and touched my heart.
Miranda Paul and I have been friends for many years but haven’t been able to get together for some time. Her note thanked me! “Thank you for your column and being such a consistent example of reflection and inspiration….” My word! I never thought of myself like that. I just plunk away at bits and pieces of life. Now I have something to live up to.