Friday was my middle daughter's birthday, but we didn't celebrate it until Saturday.
And we opted for simple.
Family. Potato Salad. Macaroni salad. Homemade guacamole. Tossed salad. Corn on the cob.
A ginger edamame salad made by Morgan, that was to die for.
I'll have to get her to give me the recipe....she made it up, I hope she remembers!
Burgers. Hot dogs. A white cake with peanut butter frosting, made by Mom, and ordered by the birthday girl herself.
And presents, of course.
Some people were beside themselves with excitement.
In fact, some people remind the rest of us what is the most important. Loving each other. Being together. Laughing. Talking. Celebrating family, feelings that last.
After the hectic week, it was joyful to be with them.
When my daughters were growing up, three of them almost 7 years apart, people used to say....."oh, they won't be close when they grow up, too many years between them."
Well, that is so not true.
They are as close as any sisters you have ever known.
When they talk, they anticipate what the other is going to say next. The way they look at each other, their secret little jokes, their nitpicking, their genuine emotion.....they are three peas in a pod, even grown up. In fact, more so, than when they were growing up.
Sometimes I look in the mirror, and say good GAWD, how did I get this old??? Where DID my looks go???
But then......I look at these faces I love so much.......
and I don't care one whit about how I look.
It took me all these years to get here, to get them.
Success has many faces.
I love the face of mine.