Yesterday was a grand day. We all had a great time, and there was a definite sense of family, happiness, and enjoyment in the air.
The night before, my dad and I had made the Happy Birthday signs for her after she went to bed. The traditional song was a variation on "Memory" from Cats. I made some, my dad made some, and A had already made some to be put up in the morning.
That morning, she slept later than usual, but we were still able to sing Happy Birthday to her before we left for school. She seemed to appreciate the signs well, and we promised to sing Memory for her later.
It turned out, during the school day her class threw her a surprise party. She came home with a balloon and a giant card, and extremely happy. She couldn't wait to tell everyone about how when she arrived, her locker was covered in wrapping paper, and everyone had signed the card, and the rest of the story.
Nana and Granddaddy were planning on coming for dinner, but it turned out that my dad's cousins, B, C, and L would also be able to make it. They came for dinner, and we all had a nice dinner. After dinner, I went to play some background music on the piano, anticipating the performance of the revised "Memory". My dad and A sang, while I played piano. It was nice. Then came presents, the act of picking up J from golf (who shot his best round ever!), and cake.
After cake, I played a little more piano, while V showed off her flute. Eventually the evening came to a close, but it was such a nice time. Nobody was unhappy, and everybody was involved. V was very appreciative of everyone coming, and for her nice gifts.
This is how it should be. That's what I felt.
-NM
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