Birthday flowers cut from our own backyard, and the "Birthday Song" sung to me all the day long by the eldest girl. The eldest boy called from college, filling my ear with song from across the miles. Kisses from the youngest boy, warm hugs, and good wishes. The youngest girl was out of the state. As much as she hated to be without me on my birthday, I think she may have actually forgotten until her company reminded her. It didn't matter- I was just happy to hear her voice.
He never forgets, just the like Creator who made me for him. He watches the clock before midnight, waiting impatiently to spread his love over me. On this day, marking my fortieth year, I know that I am loved, by all of them. And I'm glad that He created me.