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Despite my growling rumblings of loneliness, there were two birthday parties to attend this weekend.  Our friend a couple of blocks down had her party, and it was gorgeous.  There was candlelight, wine, tapas, and the most pleasant and relaxing atmosphere of comfort and luxury.

My beloved husband helped Buttercup settle down for the night while I went.  I was just there for two hours and back before bedtime, but I feel like I’ve had a weekend at the spa.  Three of my favorite mothers were in attendance, and we talked about so many things from the local politics to bras.  It felt so good to sit at a table covered in candlelight from a chandelier around candlesticks drinking a glass of wine and holding a full conversation over delicious food and wholesome company.

On Sunday, we went to my mother’s house to celebrate her birthday, my grandmother’s birthday, and my little brother’s.  It was great to be with all the family, and my sister-in-law and I cooked dinner for my mother, who still has a very bad problem going on with her leg and back.  We made a stuffed pork roast and all the sides.  My mother has been cooking all her vegetables for meals in a huge stock pot filled with the broth from the vegetables and a choice piece of meat.  Then, you just lift them all out and mash the turnips, and then the potatoes, and put the carrots out on the platter with the pork roast.  She had most of it set up for us, and she is the most amazing cook in the whole world.  Dinner was fabulous, and my mother had a little bit of rest, which was most of the goal.

I suppose I have no reason in this world to feel lonely.  I have so many people to love, and after years of careful deliberation on this topic - being loved isn’t as much of my goal as loving other people.

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