Happy Birthday Tacincala!

Nineteen years ago there was an amazing thunderstorm--a storm that lit up the sky, turning it to day in short flashes. A storm with thunderclaps that rattled the panes of the windows. It was also a storm that ushered in my amazing, brilliant, creative, and talented daughter. (I'm just a tad proud of her accomplishments, but you would never have guessed that, eh?)

Happy Birthday Tacincala! Tonight there is a steady and soothing rain, unlike the storm that escorted you into this world, and I hope it lulls you to a sound and restful sleep before the day brings you its surprises.

It seems like yesterday that I was celebrating my own 19th birthday, and here you are, a strong young woman poised to take the world by its horns, forging your own way and letting little impede your path. In the hopes that your day will be sweet, you will awake in a few hours to a freshly baked tray of baklava...I hope you enjoy it before you head off to work. I love you my dear and hope your fondest wishes come true. Yes, its a sticky-sweet sentiment...suck it up and have a marvelous day!