Twelve years ago, my baby sister dreamed she would die at age twenty-one. For twelve years she threw herself heart and soul into living—spontaneous, joyful, loving with all her heart—but wondering all along if really, it would happen.
This September, she turned twenty-two. The time of the curse is over and gone, the bright leaves are pasted against the blue sky exactly as they were the day before and the day before that, and another morning pours gold from a pitcher to nourish the earth.
We went on a bike ride together the day of her birthday, and she was vivacious and vibrant and all that is joy. She felt like she had a new lease on life, she said.
On the evening of her birthday, while I was at work, Mom made an unexpected birthday cake and a few of the family had an impromptu gathering around a campfire in the front yard. That’s when this happened:
Watch it. It’s one of the most hilarious things I’ve ever seen, and a fitting end to a wonderful birthday.
this is so good! I needed the laugh :}
Oh, my word, this is so good: Making light of the dark!
By the way, we should all live as though we were going to die tomorrow, but without the anxiety your sister has felt!
Great funny video!
Oh I would have brushed the cake off and ate it.😆
No worries. The cake was eaten and enjoyed. :)