As I mentioned, my birthday wasn’t the most celebratory of days in the Catrow house.
But there was one particularly bright spot. It arrived on my front porch at about 3pm.
My friends Maura and Matt (who have a very annoying habit of living in Fredericksburg which is definitely NOT Richmond) arranged to have a lovely bouquet of flowers sent to our house as a birthday surprise. Because they are wonderful like that, always popping in one way or another, whether it be a text message or a phone call of “Hey, we’re in town, let’s eat dinner and hang out!”
There might have been some happy tears.
Yeah, I think I’ll keep those guys.