lots of delicious food.
a few cold drinks.
a crazy-big, silly dog.
constantly pulling up more chairs,
widening the circle around the table.
trampoline jumping.
laughter,
laughter,
and more laughter.
long conversations.
cake.
purple frosting wishes and names.
candles blowing under the combined force of the birthday girls.
missing the birthday boys.
frosting fight!
wrapped up in the fun company and love of my family, everything's okay. my hurts and worries are pushed to the back of my mind, and i intertwine myself in these precious moments with them.
~"These are my people. This is where I came from. We're givin' this life everything we've got and then some. It ain't always pretty, but it's real. It's the way we were made, wouldn't have it any other way. These are my people." ["These Are My People" - Rodney Atkins]~
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