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Last night [livejournal.com profile] beowabbit and I had dinner out together, near his workplace. I had been tense all day with the job search ramping up, but just being with him, walking with him, holding his hand, calmed me down and brought everything back into perspective.

This happens a lot when we're together. Y'all know me -- I can be high-strung during times of pressure. But his presence has this calming, balancing magic on me. He doesn't even need to say anything to bolster me. His energy just radiates something tranquil and wonderful, and I only have to be in his arms to know that in the end, everything is going to be okay.

Last night we were on the T after dinner. I was seated near the door, and he was on the step facing me, at eye level. He smiled at me, and I thought my heart was going to explode with love.

I adore him so. Love is the best medicine that the universe creates.
plumtreeblossom: (Puppy Luuurve)
My birthday today is turning out wonderful, due in large part to my darling, dearly loved [livejournal.com profile] beowabbit.

Early last evening, he picked me up a Logan after my week in Rochester doing family Christmas (I really do love Christmas, and I don't care who knows it :-)). It was the first time I've ever had anyone other than family meet me at an airport. Often I've waited alone for my lugage, watching wistfully as others lept into the arms of their sweethearts, kissing and kissing. This time, finally, I got to be one of those people. It was a lovely homecoming.

We dropped of my gear at my house and decided to exchange gifts. We had candy for each other (I'm eating one of the truffles he gave me right now). I am now the proud owner of a beautiful new crock pot that will yield many a tasty meal. He is now wearing the fisherman's sweater and fleece I got him.

We headed out to Diesel for a hello to the Tuesday gang, and ended up snowballing into a large dinner group at Namaskar. Just like an organized birthday dinner, but out of the blue. I was weary after a day of travel and we headed back to my house to catch up on wabbit business. Little wonder we slept until 10:00 AM.

I had indulgently arranged for today off (no way I was going to ruin my birthday in that place). He suggested I open my birthday gift -- yum, some sexy books that I'm already enjoying. We had a leisurely breakfast at The Broken Yolk...mmmmmm. After that, I'd been desperately needing to apply for passport renewal (he does, as well) so we both got new passport photos taken in Davis, and since I had my old passport with me, I sent in my application at the post office. Wonder where the rambling trail will lead this year?

He needed to spend a few hours at work, which worked out well because I needed to unpack and get things in order to start work again tomorrow. We'll be meeting up again tonight for more snuggles and a cozy dinner at a favorite place in Powderhouse.

How did I get this lucky?

This is the first birthday since my late 20s that I haven't fretted or mourned about getting older. I don't feel one iota older, I feel proud of my age (I'm 43, world!), and I know that "old" is a choice, not an assigned life position, and we can accept or reject it until we drop dead in our soup (hopefully delicious soup).

Thank you to sweet [livejournal.com profile] beowabbit for sharing this day with me, and for coming into my life and making it all the sweeter. (We met through [livejournal.com profile] pheromone, to whom I also owe thanks!) And thank you to all the LJers who wished me well on this day.

Birthdays really aren't so bad after all. :-)

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