Many years ago, when I graduated with my doctorate, my mother bought me a bench on Commonwealth Avenue, near where she lives. The plaque next to it says, “May your life be crowded with unexpected joys.” I love that dedication and I have a photograph of the plaque itself on my dresser. Today, on my 35th birthday, I am reminded of this tenfold.
My life is crowded with unexpected joys: my family and friends who have texted, called, facebooked and otherwise gotten in touch to wish me a happy birthday.
My daughter, who brings me more joy each day than any living person deserves to have in an entire lifetime.
My husband, who bought me two cakes and a cupcake as well as chocolates.
The client and her mother that I met for the first time today, to do some testing, who knew it was my birthday due to a passing comment and who brought me cupcakes.