Saturday was my birthday.

47 years old, not feeling old at all.

Happy, happy day. Love. Loads of love, laughter, fun.

A jewel at breakfast. Out for dinner. Hugs, kisses, everything I wished for.

You make my life sweet and I am no longer afraid nor sad.

All those who really matter were present even in their physical absence, in one way or another, those who care made my day special. Thank you.

Love reveals our true selves. Love conquers everything.

Though the glass of love, the monster becomes a girl, again… 

Tea is served, time to be happy, at last.