I stayed up too late last night, working on editing some work for a friend…so late that the first thing I did on my birthday was to go to bed!
At 12:30 with eyes gritty with tiredness I went to bed, rested my head on the pillow and felt the familiar wash of birthday blues creep over me. But then…something shifted and stirred. It felt something like a cat stretching and curling round in a basket. And then…peace.
Even being woken up far too early by a wriggly toddler who managed to kick me in the head didn’t take the shine off the day…
It has been a day of spring sunshine and daffodils, holding hands, pots of tea, a new notebook, good company and contentment.
Who could ask for more?
I am hoping that as the birthday curse seems to have lifted the spring sunshine will dispell the last of the lingering gloom which has been trailling after me since November. It isn’t that there haven’t been happy moments or good things happening, but my capacity for enjoying them has been dimmed. It finally feels like the light is coming back in to my soul.