after some explanation, it all made sense. a birthday celebrates a year lived - the challenges and victories, the setbacks and growth. while we are constantly looking forward, a birthday forces us to stop, see ourselves wearing this new age, and give thanks for the journey getting here. on my birthday, i meditated while baking. today, g chooses to meditate while hiking.
as g is off on the trails, thinking about the man he is today and the past year it took to be here, i will celebrate his life with the sweetest joy i can possibly muster. i will bake him a cake.
"there is no room in my body for anything but you. my arms love you, my ears adore you, my knees shake with blind affection." -the princess bride
happiest of birthdays, my love.
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