Turning 25

I took three days alone this week, drinking coffee, making things, journaling and talking to Jesus about life and I wrote a silly little poem for myself in honor of my 25th year. I also spent  one of those days sewing these fabric flowers. 

Today has been indescribably wonderful and its not yet finished. I can say that I did not expect to have such an extravagant day as the one I have had. I feel almost embarrassed to tell but its too good not to share.

My Daniel swept me away for a surprise weekend on friday and we swung in hammocks under the stars sipping our "adult beverage" after a full day of sun. I thought my birthday bungalow excursion was quite enough of course but this morning I was yet again swept up early in the morning and taken to the most gorgeous hotel for breakfast.  We ate to our little heart's content and then some more.Then, "of course,"afterwords taken to my mesage appointment!. 


I don't know how he does it, but daniel finds a way in the most obscure places to simply enjoy, to spoil and make me feel like a queen.

my temporary family here i.e my wonderful teammates and friends are currently downstairs making Mexican food for my birthday dinner. Can you believe it?
They are hard at work hand making tortillas and baking them into crispy chips, concocting some delicious salsa and guacamole too.
Today, I have not gone unloved.
Today, I am humbled by the length people will go to appreciate my life and make sure I know it. 
Today I am acutely aware that God is faithful to provide what I value so much (and what he values too) 
family. 
friendship. 
love. 


thank you all for being these things in my life. 
I love you. 
meems

P.S here is my hopelessly silly poem.

j'dore tous les chose

 nice

like sugar and spices

here's a few 

more 

of my favorite

vices:

playful puppies 

with 

button noses

paint on my

toes 

and painted pink roses

twirly tututs

frilly ruffles.

bling 

and bobbles

made of 

glitter 

and gold

the sparkle of antiques

growing so old

picking up treasures

making my own

posted

parcels

coming from home

shells

on the seashore

the color

of sand

the glisten of 

diamonds

 that dance 

on my hand

thats a

tid bit 

  of what 

    i am made

 of.