For starters, at the stroke of midnight, I had a little cake with a little candle surprise.
During lunch, the two people who weren’t supposed to surprise me, because we’ve talked about “no-more-surprise-birthday-ideas-this-year,” found a way to force me, literally push me, inside a small conference room and there I found a big cake with many candles waiting for me. And even if it was just the three of us, we didn’t want to share the cake with anyone.
Another best part, my bestfriend is here to celebrate my birthday with me. Two birthdays have passed that mommy and daddy were far away. But this time, they are here and I get a real life hug and kiss.
Strangers, in different worlds. I never thought that they would gather in one place, share a table for dinner, and eat-all-they-can churacos. (Not the spirally-twisted fried dough pastry dessert that is dipped with chocolate.)They had one thing in common. Me. And it is indeed a happy day. My favorite people, joined together.
