This past week I was very spoiled by my family on my birthday. I came down to breakfast and this gorgeous bouquet of flowers:
And an amazing stack of presents and cards:
The most touching present of all was this beautiful copy of one of my favourite hymns, in the Dafter’s usual colourful style:
I know that this will have taken her several days to do, as with the ME she has so very little energy to concentrate on anything for more than a few minutes. The effort that this cost her, and the thought that she put into thinking this up – and it is the perfect present for me! – touched me very, very deeply.
So I’m once again reminded that I’m a very lucky woman. Now if only they can replace our boiler! (Can I get more candles and wish for that too?) For the past week we’ve been enjoying a roaring fire in the living room all day long, but the rest of the house is very cold and the Dafter isn’t doing so well as a result. This morning there are mutterings about scaffolding difficulties, etc. So I shall retreat back by the fire, and knit, and enjoy my birthday presents.