Over the past month or so I have frequently felt like I was totally losing my mind, completely overcome with sadness and a lingering feeling of defeat. I allowed silly things to become overly important and I let my work take center stage and it wasn't until Mark said "you don't have to feel this way" That I felt a shift, of course he is right, I don't have to feel that way, I don't have to let other people's baggage be so heavy.
I feel like I neglected the kids on some level during this time. I'm not proud of it, but it's how things played out. I wanted to spend a little time with Maxwell and check in.
It is harder than it sound to do that with a 13 year old though. I keep trying though.
Then I looked up and it was suddenly Rolf's birthday and I hadn't done a thing.
His birthday and Thanksgiving are my big entertaining days, so I felt sort of awful about the situation.
I compromised and did just cake a few days late, with just our family. Our friend Don happened by around 9:00pm so he got to have a bit of cake and offer a birthday greeting.
I think it was fine. It was not my usual style, but I am calling it fine.
|Genoise cake, with mascapone cheese frosting and BERRIES! There was also whipped cream, lady fingers, plain berries, pastries and marzipan dipped in chocolate.|
|cheeses and crackers and apples and apricots.|
|Mark caught licking the spoon!|
|the party crashers!|
|the last piece, which was gone by the time I got up this morning.|
|Maxwell's drawing of Onkie.|
|Maxwell with a plate of whipped cream!|