What I want on my birthday (swunked from sartorias - never let a good idea go to waste)

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So, tomorrow I turn 46.

Here is my wish, for anyone dropping by, who has a few extra seconds: you share with me some special memory. This was sartorias' suggestion, which I cannot improve upon: I know how busy people are. It doesn't have to be long. One good thing about having a brain wired for image is that the briefest reference to, say, "The day i saw a triple rainbow" brings immediately to mind the day when I was ten that I saw a triple rainbow. There I am on my bike, riding downhill as fast as I can because the biggest rainbow ends, so clearly, right where Linda C lives, at the bottom of the hill below school, where two streets converge...the light is silvery-gray, and smells of wet pavement and grass, there are three levels of clouds and all of them ragged. How I loved the magic of that day--even if the end of the rainbow kept moving. But somehow it was better to never find the end.

And incidentally: happy birthday to bdunbar and to the lovely purple_mirie!

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I'll give you a few because "use it or lose it" is my new motto:

My best friends and I, on a blistering hot day in Washington, humidity so bad we could barely breathe, sitting in the last 6 square feet of shade in the park listening to Julio Iglesias croon with the Marine Band, then watching the fireworks when the sun finally went down.

Visiting, sick to my stomach, in my mother's hospital room, scared to wake her up for fear she couldn't wake up after a stroke. Then having her wake up and yell (quietly) at me for even considering letting her sleep, and telling me how she would have cried if she had missed the visit.

Watching my children in a concert singing with the rest of their school, "the rest is still unwritten" and really believing the words.

Remembering all my friends, who always are there when I need them most - my personal proto-saints, pulling for me from afar (and occasionally as crazy as some of the real ones. (A movie described them as being, "Touched. Touched by God, but definitely touched.")

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And you are one such to me. Thank you and thank you for your friendship.