On Sunday we cooked a meal (fired salmon and vegetables with rucola) for our friends (Alina, Ramona, Oana, Mircea, Mihaela, Cornel, Tatiana, Claudiu, Lia & Dorin) with whom we spent the evening. It was great to have them all with us. Now, the time we spent is but a memory, and so is my life of thirty-nine years – completed today (the 3rd). My friends gave me fine gifts and a lovely card showing a man climbing (jumping?) over the peaks of a rocky mountain at sunset (or is it at dawn?) – and I suspect the one who bought it was thinking of the lyrics of that pop hit she knows I love these days - Rise Up:
My dream is to fly
Over the rainbow so high
don't fall down again
long time I broke the chains.
I try to fly a while so high
Very considerate and thoughtful they were when the wrote a little something on the card, wishing me to be surrounded by dear friends as I climb (Tatiana & Claudiu), to have a joyful climb (Oana & Mircea), to reach the end of the journey (Dorin & Lia’s wishes were the most…eschatological). The most surprising wish came from Mihaela & Cornel, who quoted...Nietzsche (?!) – knowing how much I fancy his shocking aphorisms. They were all very nice.
On my last birthday of the thirties my friends sang for me “Happy Birthday” and Theodor and Raluca joined them…Touching.
Not to forget: Mum, Raluca’s parents and her granny were also kind and considerate today (well...yesterday).