Tomorrow,  Nov 6th, is my daughter Deb’s 43rd birthday.

As you know we just moved and so the celebration of Deb’s entrance into our lives is going to be a little different this year.  Actually it’s sort of like when we moved right after her birthday 34 years ago and it sort of got mish mashed a little.

If I could I’d hollar from the roof tops about how wonderful, thoughtful, kind, smart, patient, creative and loving Deb is.  If I could I’d bake her a cake, and make her favorite meal, and shower her with books, and yarn and anything that makes her happy and makes her heart sing.  All I can do right now is to tell her how much I love her, how proud I am of her, how I love being her mom and friend, how I love laughing with her, how I love our Saturday coffee outings, how I look to her for guidance and encouragement and how glad  am that 43 years ago she arrived here on Earth and made it a better place for all of us.   And provided us with Chappy, one of the greatest granddogs in the world.

So… I cannot shower her with many presents this year, or hollar from a roof top but I can share a few recent pictures of my daughter and friend.  I love you Deb.