Happy Birthday, G

My man turns 40 today.

The Goldsteens had a late night Thursday (up til 11!), but an early morning; all the kids were up by 6. This is great for Sacha, but bad for Sarah and Gabriel, who usually wake much later. But I had a sitter coming, so I dragged myself to a yoga class, where I learned that today is also the birthday of Anusara Yoga. Anusara means flowing from the heart, or flowing with grace. This yoga has taught me a great deal about wisdom of the body, the power of the breath, and the ways in which our embodied selves reside in grace.

David is staying late in the city tonight to help his parents, who came to town yesterday so his mother could receive chemotherapy. We don't expect him home until after 9; too late for our usual birthday festivities. There is a sanskrit word, seva, which translates as selfless service. So although there will be no formal celebration tonight, I am reminded of just one of the many reasons why I love this man.
David and I have never paid too much attention to adult birthdays; quiet acknowledgment always suffices. So in that regard, this will be in the spirit of our celebrations. There's no getting around the milestone-ness of turning 40. Yet it is also just another day, which is as it should be, a gift in itself. There is always tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow. May we continue to live every day this way, each a miracle.

Happy birthday G; te amo, te quiero.