wrestler

i had a totally fantastic birthday. i had a group of wonderful friends join me at the maxi pad, and i enjoyed their company immensely. i worked hard beforehand to provide a good spread of food. i have a lot of leftover stuff, but that's ok. i was exercising my hospitality muscle, everyone had a really great time and said we should do this more often. i think we shall...

even though i said that gifts weren't necessary, lots of people brought some anyways. a pair of hand-knitted mitts, a graphic novel, a DQ gift card, a hand-knitted scarf, a magnet, a hand-made knitting needle case, the latest killers cd, nail polish, a rain-cheque for a bottle of wine (accompanied by a wine-consuming friend), home-made canned pickles & other goods, home-made truffles, a writing journal that includes 10 favourite things about me written inside plus red & pink pens (because she knows i'm obsessive about writing in those colours), and finally.... shannon decorated a wooden box that contains scraps of paper that she wrote little thank-you's on (some were funny, some were serious, some were random, some where inside jokes – all were sincere).

melissa and i were talking yesterday (a piggy-back on an email conversation i'd had with bren) about being known. being known and knowing others is what connects us, and to some extent that's what makes us human. disconnection comes when we lose what it means to know or be known. i love my gifts because they all in one way or another represent a conversation, a connection, an awareness. these are my people. i love and appreciate that they give me a sense of belonging. i have more people else where too. it was very nice and special for me to surrounded on this occassion.

i want to be known.
i want to be seen.
i want to be heard.
i want to be touched.

funny thing, i was just briefly looking over last year's entry. i wrote that beckie predicted that 28 was going to be a good year for me, but that it would start slow. i would have to say that was bang-on. what a clever girl :)

i feel happy. i will sleep with a smirk.

i heard all your reasons
i heard all your plans
i have seen the seasons
clutched up in your hands