(Birth)Days

It’s been a busy week of birthdays across the world.  Spice turned, 60.

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Throughout the momentous evening, the Sweetest Friend sent me pictures.

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The menu if you like to eat, was sublime.

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I think Bruno would like to gate-crash and have a bit of the steak frites, I told Spice.

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The day after, the glorious daughter turned, 20!

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She actually made it to the very top of Arthur’s Seat and thought of me.

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We need to talk soon, Mom, She texted.  I miss you.

I spoke with her.  Her voice with so much of England in the vowels and consonants, was a bit of a shock.

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How is school?  She asked patiently.  Are you enjoying yourself?  Have you made any friends?

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Do you spend a lot of time doing work because you are very hard on yourself and want to do very well?

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Then I had to put together a video clip.  Up next is my MIL’s 80th birthday.  I had to shoot and re-shoot.  I needed to make sure, I said things like- Thank you for everything you have done for us, and still continue to do.  I needed to make sure, my voice had conviction.

20, 60, 80, 100…my grandmother, the original October baby, surfaces from the abyss of my heart.

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The work I am embarking on in New York is an homage to her.  My mother, cousins (respective spouses), and brother spring readily to help. (Grateful!)

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Maybe think of birthdays as an excuse for those who love you to fuss over you, express their love for you… I said to Spice.

Shouldn’t that be every day?  He replied in jest.

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Oh, days.

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What are days for?

Days are where we live.

They come, they wake us

Time and time over.

Where can we live but days?

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Spice is right.   Tell her, tell him; you love her, you love him today, tomorrow, the day after.

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Ah, solving the question

Brings the priest and the doctor

In their long coats

Running over the fields.

  •  Days, poem by Philip Larkin
  • Sublime food at Burnt Ends, 20 Teck Lim Road, Singapore
  • Staircase shots- the Museum of the City of New York, 1220 5th Avenue
  • Arthur’s Seat, Holyrood Park, Edinburgh- impossible to miss, good luck!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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