Birthday wishes

A few years ago I decided that from then on I am going to ignore my birthdays! Who needs all those changes in figures every year? You hardly get used to two digits when suddenly one or two new ones come up! It's really disconcerting! Trouble is that children, family and friends won't let you forget! They exclaim enthusiastically: "It's your birthday today, how wonderful!" Big deal! What's so wonderful about it? 

Truth is that if they would forget, I would sit there in a corner completely miserable and say to myself: "So that's it, nobody remembers, no one loves me anymore!" But as it is now, everybody seems to celebrate that I am getting older! I get one party here at the Towers together with all those who were so lucky to be born in February, I get another party together with Hanni another fish, I get invited for dinners, lunches with complete disregard that this may cost me an additional 30 minutes on the treadmill, I get a whole flower field from my son and daughter-in-law in Germany, and my daughter sends me something from San Diego because of course I have nothing to wear!

Ushering in the New Year

I switched on my TV in order to watch "Desperate Housewives" on the Star World Channel. There were no desperate housewives, just one desperate grandmother: ME! I sat there, facing the TV screen and all I saw were green cubes, a broken picture and strange, colorful fragments. No sound either.

So I called the cable company. A young man appeared the next day. He moved the TV set, he moved my new and shiny computer, he turned the printer around and he finally stood still, looking at the countless wires leading from somewhere to somewhere. He gently scratched his head in quiet despair.

"I never saw so many wires all in the same place!", he finally said. As if I wouldn't know. Those wires are more or less the cause of my renewed connection with God.

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