I love the term Happy Birthday as a greeting. And its’ so unbelievably hard for me to explain why. I am seldom at a loss of words to say. I have always been able to grasp my thoughts clearly, as stars are, in the true night-time sky. But for this one moment, I am robbed of all my adjectives and my mind blank and bare.
Oh! Just as well…
And I feel weird. The ease that I sit with, when I am without my words. I am surprise to find that I am still me and that I am still capable of laughter and conversation. And I am pleased, pleased that at this juncture I can still stand amongst all that is left and still whisper, ‘Yes!’
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