Memories that don't sting anymore

This pictures shows baby bird Marty at 4 weeks old. He is obviously outgrowing his favorite bowl to sit inside (July 15, 2008).

I love the company of friends new and old. Therefore, I loved my evening. My friend came by on a whim and brought us Japanese food for dinner. We had a nice low key time sitting in my exceedingly messy living room together. Of course, as soon as she called to say she was coming over I rushed to clean my bathroom. I have a thing about the toilet being clean for guests.
Even though my friend didn't use the bathroom tonight....I am glad I cleaned it.

During our dinner the subject of my parents came up in conversation. Both passed away in the mid '90s. My mom died on June 7th. It was a terrible loss. An unexpected and untimely death of an otherwise healthy and vibrant woman.

Since my birthday is on June 8, I have had a heavy heart nearly every year on my birthday since 1994 when Mom died. In fact, it took a full decade for me to mention my mom or dad without blubbering.
I will miss them both until the day we meet again in heaven, but I am glad that I am at a place where I can think of them and not sob for an hour.

It's a weird thing to be my age...shall I say it?... 47 years old!....
and have no parents, no in-laws, no children or husband. It's sort of like limbo.
I ask God why I am solo in life. He has not given me a direct reason. Is there a direct reason?

I always tell my friends that I would rather be single wishing I were married...
than married wishing I were single. That right guy may come along still. I'm not all that shriveled up yet, stranger things have happened.

I am grateful for my parents and their special talents and gifts. I am grateful for my friends who seem to love me whether or not I am a productive citizen. I am grateful I am well preserved for an old lady. I am grateful that God has a plan for my life even when He doesn't give me all of the details in advance.

GratefulJoy