I was having a pity party on my birthday. Carrie had just left
to return to New Orleans, Amy left in her yellow car to go North to
reconnect with her family of origin. So what could I expect? I let everyone
who was left in the house know that all I wanted to do was go to Provinos. There's
one dish there that I really like, & it's free on birthdays. It was obvious that
no one else who was left in the house wanted to appease me.
Carrie let me know that the signs for my birthday were catastrophic. But I was brave enough to
travel out into the world all by myself. She told me that I should be really careful
not to do anything dangerous. On my way alone to Provinos there was a
downpour of heavy rain, thunder & lightning. Wow! maybe Carrie was right.
The storm stopped the minute I arrived at my destination. I had picked up an old
weathered book by Archibald Rutledge. The title was "Love's Meaning."
Thankful for still being alive,I got a really friendly waitress. I told her my situation, and she acted like she understood. I told her that I'd like a table hidden away. She
was kind enough to find one in a dark alcove. I told her that it was my birthday and
no one else wanted to join me. She said she understood.
By the time I arrived safely home, all of my grievences were healed. Ryan was there
to greet me and Ben had made a trip to Whole Foods to purchase an
amazingly beautiful bouquet and some scrumptuous treats.
Peter Vajda has this to say about our predicament:
Who among us has not been on some type of self-help journey at one point or another? Who among us bemoans the fact we're not experiencing inner peace, balance or harmony in our lives - or that we can't seem to bring about the change and transformation we're seeking?
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