Happy birthday, wombie.

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Happy birthday, wombie.

53.

53!!!

Yikes!

Egads!

Hey there, what are yall up to? I was just fixing to wish my twin, my wombie, my dear friend, a Happy Birthday. I shall tell her you both said hello. By the by, Yikes! and Egads!, thank you for being there for me. Thanks for allowing me to experience all manner of hell, high water, high jinx, anxt, aints, not yets, hell no’s and a myriad of other feelings, situations and stations with joy in my heart and laughter in my spirit.

Speaking of thanks, needs to get back to my wombie….

Hey, there, sis. I just wanted to send out a birthday wish, a wish, hope, dream, ask, of many, many, many that I have for you. I wanted to get it in, where I could fit it in. Early….*smile*.

I love you, sis. More than you can or will ever know.

We have:

Worked, each other’s last nerves. Soothed the other’s frayed nerves.

Kicked, each other to the curb.

Rescued, each other, from said curb.

Been there, done that, for one another.

Turned our backs on the one, in hurt, anger, fear.

Turned our backs towards the other, in love, forgiveness, hope, laughter.

We have given each much, taken lots more, still.

We have had:

Short, clipped conversations.

Long, meandering, wandering, wondering conversations.

We have:

Laughed, together.

Loved, together.

Talked, endlessly, incessantly, unapolegetically of our love for and by God. By God, we love us some Him, don’t we, sis?!…*delicious shiver*.

Together!

Notice the theme, sis, wombie? Together. Although, the miles part us. We shall NEVER be parted. Why, we began life, together, in the womb. Not many can say that. That they began the journey, called life, with the life of another, an other, born of one mother, for one another.

I love you, sis. I just wanted to take, but a moment, gathered from my life’s moments, to let you know that I SEE you, I LOVE you, and I CARE DEEPLY for your life. As does God and Life.

53 down, eh, with many more years, tears, hopes, fears, and jeers to come. Yet, we shall conquer them ALL, together.

Be well, my wombie. Stay, free. As will I.

your wombie/sis/friend,

Cassandra aka Sweetpea

#YourLifeMattersToMe! #MyWombie #MyFriend #WhatAWeekIAmHaving #PicardRocks #Yippppeeee #OkReallySis?! #LOL #ILoveMeSomeYou #WontHeDoIt?

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2 thoughts on “Happy birthday, wombie.”

  1. Wombie,
    Yet another post of yours that I have missed. Egads and Yikes! I was looking for “God’s Pillow: Between a Rock and a Hard Place”. I shall find it because I need to read it right now.
    53. Yuck. I can’t believe that I am so old and will be 54 this year. This has been one hell of a hard year for me. But I have kept right on standing, right on trusting in the Lord God Almighty. Right on praising Him with my whole heart. Just like YOU. 🙂
    I hate that the top of my hair is all gray and the rest is black. I look like an old lady. LOL Yuck. I cannot believe that us chllin’ of Mom are so old. We are ancient. Just like the Ancient of Days. Yikes and Egads to the rescue!
    Thanks for the birthday wishes. You know how my day was spent. LOL
    I love YOU more than anything and I can’t WAIT to call you tonight. Be ready for me to talk your ear off! I’ve been talking to you in my heart all this time.
    Be encouraged, sis. I’ve got your back.

    Cassie

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