When You Are Truly Loved

Yesterday started out gloomy. I have no idea why...just a Charlie Brown sort of day I guess. I had plans to watch my friend Nicole's 4 kids for her birthday while she spent the day doing special girlie things with another friend. I was looking forward to it, as I always do. Little did I know that they would turn my whole day around in a out 30 seconds.

As the girls walked in the house, I heard them whispering and conspiring with my boys. In walked Nicole behind them, with this cake:


You might be wondering why one woman would make a Holly Hobbie cake for another woman. Well, there's a story here. Sometime over the past couple of years I mentioned to her daughters that I had a Holly Hobbie room when I was a little girl, and that my 3rd birthday cake was a Holly Hobbie cake, made for me by my aunt. When Nicole came across this cake pan, her girls remembered and they conspired to make me this cake for my birthday (which isn't until tomorrow). Suffice it to say, I cried when I saw it.

On this journey called life, its not uncommon to meet a lot of interesting people, and amass a large group of friends. What is a rare treat is to have a friend who knows you so intimately - yet somehow I feel like I've ended up with more than my fair share of such friends. I was so touched by this simple, personal gift and the fact that three little girls would remember such an insignificant detail about my life. It is times like that when you know you are truly loved.

Of course, every birthday cake calls for a birthday party, right?

Just another excuse to extend the celebration of my favorite day!