|Sunset • Long Beach • Sag Harbor • 4/24/11|
The first is the one my mother gave me, fifty-six years ago today. The second is the one made possible by Dr. Pearl, some very powerful medicine, and my own perseverance: two years of No Cancer. My birthdays share the same week, and almost the same day, so it makes sense that I’ve spent this week pondering.
I’ve been thinking about my mom, and all the birthdays she made so special for me, and for my whole family. Her cakes are legendary. I asked Judy to make me a lemon cake for my birthday dinner on Sunday, and she did, and it was amazing. There was also a BookHampton cake on Monday, with candles and everything. I’m so fortunate to have good friends who are also my family.
I’ve been thinking about Dr. Pearl, too, and all the people who made my second birthday possible. I’m grateful and lucky and still in awe of his artful doctoring (with a nod to my own fortitude). I’ve said it before, but it bears repeating: his art and my magic are a powerful combination.
I want to celebrate my two birthdays for years and years to come, so I promise myself that I will wake up every morning and make my life better — somehow, in some small way. Happy birthdays to me.