The crickets chirp happily in the trees and Christmas beetles buzz lazily around the light. The outdoor table is set with strawberry scented candles and (fake) pink flowers generously donated for occasion by yours truly. ;) The mouth-watering smells of pan fried salmon and Indian spices waft slowly out the door. The table is laden with Mediterranean salad, rice, cucumbers and the caramel cheesecake for dessert. With our plates piled high we celebrate the third birthday of the week. This one belongs to Laura who is turning thirteen today. Her special night was graced with laughter, smiles and family all woven together to create a memory that won't easily be forgotten. Happy Birthday Izzy!
My little brother (Mr.E) slowly tells me a story about his day. He nervously twirls the string on his shirt as he relays a funny story regarding his play time outside with his older brother. When he reaches the end of his story his eyes light up with laughter, laughter that makes me smile as I shoot him a friendly wink and give him a quick hug. The only thing I can conclude from this is that I am truly blessed with family. Even on the days when our arguments reign supreme or when I feel down and misunderstood, I am still blessed.