My Birthday, Love and a Strawberry Shortcake

Another year older. Another year wiser?
Maybe.

Another day, going about my business, just like any other day. Got work to do, no time for play.

I'm older now so I get sick easier. The head cold that has been rooming with my body for the past week is loudly announcing it's presence in my hankie. In front of everybody too.
The weak of the herd. Snuffed out through the herd mentality. Birthday or not, the weak are vulnerable.

sigh*

It didn't feel special. Was it supposed to? And I really didn't care, which bothered me most.

Then the strawberry shortcake happened.
And the mushy card.
And I felt the love.
And I began to feel....special.

And it really was my birthday.
And I let the love in and it felt good. Better than any wrapped up present. I was wrapped in love and I am lucky. I felt like the Alpha again and my strength was regained.
All because of a simple, very special, strawberry shortcake.


And the love of a good man.