Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Birthday week

Thirty-some years ago this week, I screamed and kicked my way into the world.

I like being alive, most of the time. Days of flu and dealing with consequences of my personal stupidity cause me to reconsider albeit briefly.

I like the taste of hot sauce, marshmallows, shrimp, pasta, pork, lemon, chocolate and pizza (not in the same mouthful). I like the sight of Woman from head to toe, or of a wide green valley or a desert vista; the smell of pines in the sun or rain on a hot, dusty day or of bread baking; the sound of Bach or Korn or children laughing or Women singing; the feel of soft cotton or warm skin or milkweed fluff in my hands.

I like Saturdays, creative but well-behaved children, old musty books and fresh, crisp books, the smell of coffee and pipe tobacco, cold mountain streams and warm tropical seas, old trees and little seedlings.

I like space and comets and the contemplation of DNA and atomic theory.

I like warm, spring soil and cold, fresh snow.

I like great old church hymns and simple, pretty melodies.

I like hard, sweaty work and I like the feeling when it is all done and I am tired and able to sink into a warm bath and clean up.

I like flowers and fish, hedgehogs and lemurs.

I like allspice, vanilla, anise and mint.

I like unspoiled wilderness and the magic of cities.

I like being alive.

Happy birthday to me. Thanks Dad and especially Mom, for making it so.

I will celebrate with dinner at a Turkish restaurant. Can't wait.


Lizza said...

Happy, happy birthday week!

Your list of likes is wonderful, indeed.

May you have many more birthdays to come.

kat said...

I like YOU!

Happy Happy Birthday!

Eastcoastdweller said...


I do hope that fate won't cut my string anytime soon -- but when that day does come, I am very curious and not at all afraid to see what is on the other side.

Kat: You are a Georgia peach for sure!

Ela said...

Happy Birthday ECD.
May your life be full of happiness and the world be kind and peaceful

Chase March said...

Happy Birthday ECD.

I hope you have a great year ahead of you and wish you all the best.


Molly said...

Happy birthday ECD! My middle son is the same age as you! I could be your mom! I think she did a great job. You like so many of the things that, to me too, make being alive worthwhile. You should do that "Where I'm From" essay that was doing the rounds a while back. You've got all the raw material right in this post [although I realize there's probably a lot more!] You can check out others' essays, as when someone I "know" in blogland does it, I add it to my "Where We're From" link on my sidebar. Do it! You know you want to! And I'd love to read it..

Eastcoastdweller said...


May peace someday rule, from the valleys of Afghanistan to the streets of Pyongyang -- but a peace of freedom, not the desolation of a new Pax Romana.

Chase: Thank you!

Molly: My Mom is the world's best. Beautiful, brave, smart and strong, a tribute to all Womankind. I remember Her rushing outside one day when I was a little kid, grabbing a puny bamboo stick for a weapon, the first thing that She could find,when a large, strange dog was scaring me.

I may take You up on that "Where you are from" thing.

...amarpreet said...

Happy Belated Birthday ECD!!!