Edda’s thirteen today! I will admit that I’ve been moody all week which is not unusual for Edda’s birthday week, always a mix of emotions happy/sad, encouraged/discouraged, lost/found, and maybe a Portuguese word – saudade -a melancholy nostalgia for something that perhaps has not even happened. I used to be so discouraged that I couldn’t buy Edda something she really desired for her birthday because she didn’t want anything and then that seemed really sad and then I decided she transcended all material wants and that comforted me. But finally today I decided that she’s just asking for the big things, which I’m not always attuned to. Apparently the continuation of the ACA is what she really wanted for her birthday. And she got exactly that. Happy birthday dearest Edda. May the road rise to meet you and may the wind always be at your back.
Birthday party tomorrow. Lots of bacon.
Lots of furniture moving.