Sixty years ago today, a baby girl was born to a woman who would perish of septicemia ten days later and a man who would someday make millions in commercial real estate. This little girl would grow up to marry her boss, have a profoundly gifted child, works some odd jobs, marry the human equivalent of an old rag, have another baby at age 43, pursue shamanic training, dump the rag, buy a gorgeous house near the beach, and turn sixty with her two kids and one son-in-law home to celebrate. She will be fed pasta and marched around the beach and is getting an organic cake later today. Happy 60th b-day mommy!
Posted by Zerd at November 24, 2007 10:30 AM