May marks my birthday month. I really gave the event little thought. I ended up spending the evening with wonderful friends strolling the Portsmouth harbor for the annual Hit the Decks event, heralding Spring on the New Hampshire seacoast. Oh yeah… lobster satisfied as the main event!
Throughout the day and evening and well into the following day, however, I became overwhelmed by all the dozens upon dozens of cards and emails phone calls and voice messages and text messages and social media touches and timeline posts. Hmmm… friends, family members, and business associates both past and present had remembered me on my special day. Messages. Greetings. Friendly. Sincere. Funny. Sweet remembrances of living. Lives touched. Lives that have touched mine.
They all reminded me of how truly connected we remain throughout this journey called Life. Sometimes up. Sometimes down. Sometimes upside down.
Many I see quite often. Many not often enough. For many, it’s been far too long. Some I haven’t seen in decades. But the connections remain, whether we realize it or not. Even when we drift apart, technology makes it super simple to reconnect.
We all have these caring connections… these magic moments… these precious parallels. Some hail from our youth. Some have always been with us. Some are newly forged. Some slipped into our grasp for a brief time, then slipped through our fingers.
Each glistens like the remarkable facets of the perfectly cut gem they form. We need to remember that when Life seems to lack sparkle and luster… when we feel invisible or minimized in value.
So, my dear family and friends… those past and present… those no longer with us… those yet to come… I lift my birthday glass to you. Thank you all so very dearly… with love and laughter.
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