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It’s my birthday

Wednesday was my birthday and I spent it quietly with family and friends. Today it’s my birthday again. Every year I have two birthdays because I was a war refugee, I don’t know my parents, my name, my birthplace or my birthday. Everything is made up. Many people from a similar part of the world during a similar time have a similar story. Now I’m 44 and I’ve never felt or looked better, and I’ve never been healthier or happier. Life is good. Feather, Daisy, Asha and Dylan are the reason. I have to pack for our trip to Vancouver to spend Thanksgiving in Canada with Dylan’s family so I’ll post the rest of these pictures later.

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Every Day Forever

Tomorrow is my first Mother’s Day! I spent this morning’s entire dog walk planning and devising. For some reason I’m really excited about Mother’s Day, even more than Valentine’s Day, my two birthdays and Christmas. I guess Mother’s Day is my favourite because it has to do with Asha and I love her so totally, more than anyone and anything, alongside Feather and Daisy and Dylan. My first Mother’s Day. Shit. But I think it should be Mother’s Day every day, forever, until the end of time, what do you think? Too much? Anyway. Happy Mother’s Day to me, and to all you beautiful ladies with kids.

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Reaching the Mark

Presenting Asha Sofía Atari Lane, born during the spring equinox beneath a full moon sky. Asha means hope or desire in Sanskrit and beautiful life in Swahili. Sofía means wisdom or skill. Atari means hit, success, reaching the mark, uttering Atari signifies the time in which a goal is won. What a wonderful day, perhaps the most wonderful day ever recorded. I’ve never cried so much from amazement, gratitude and love.

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