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On this day in 1970, my grandfather received what he always felt was the best birthday present he could ever receive, that being the birth of his granddaughter Heather Dawn Wright. Indeed, on that day we were all given a gift, for she was born with a heart full of joy, compassion and love that has not diminished in the 38 years since she took her first breath.

  • She helped our mother raise our three younger brothers, in spite of our mother's poor health and at times overwhelming neuroses, and in spite of their father's efforts to create an unhealthy mental and emotional environment.

  • She chose to go into teaching, because that is she wanted to do, where she felt she could make a difference.

  • She took our mother and brothers in when our mother finally mustered the will to leave her second should have been ex-husband, and weathered the storms of mom's neuroses even when mom moved out (to a townhouse just a few doors away).

  • She took the brunt of the fall-out from mom's short and fatal battle with lung cancer, including juggling the arrangements for her health care and being the executor for the will, which meant dealing with our brothers' father (she should be canonized for that alone) - when she had a newborn son to care for.

  • She still had enough love after all of this to have three wonderful children, who are a joy to behold, who are obviously the product of a loving home. Thankfully, karma brought her a good man to be her husband and the father of their children, one who loves and cherishes her for the very qualities that she has manifested these past 38 years.

To say that I hold my sister Heather in the highest regard would be an understatement. Where I left home at 16 because I could no longer handle the emotional turmoil, she hung in there to make sure that our brothers had a chance at growing up to be decent human beings. In spite of all the things that she has weathered thus far in her life, including living in an emotionally poisonous environment for 18 years, she has not hardened her heart to the world. She's been the glue that's kept us together in spite of all that's happened, and she's never asked for anything in return.

Happy birthday, little sister, and may you have many, many more. I may not say it nearly often enough Heather, but I love you dearly, for all that you have done and all that you continue to be.

daecabhir: (Calvin's Selective Reality)

So, yesterday was the 42nd anniversary of my escape from the womb. At 10:21 AM, in Washington, D.C., on July 25, 1966 my mother gave me perhaps the greatest gift I have ever received - life. Thank you mother, not only for the nine months of gestation that you endured, but the decades of love thereafter as well. It was passing strange this year, as I received more birthday wishes in one day than I had in the past five years. I am not sure what I did to deserve the notoriety (or is it infamy?), but I was really, truly blown away by the number of people who wished me well, and the variety of places where those birhday wishes were posted (one of particular note, from a Twitter pal, is this Bitstrip.

In other news, [livejournal.com profile] ravynmaniac has taken posession of a townhouse less than 10 minutes away. She'll be packing and moving some things this weekend while I am in Baltimore doing a Shambhala Art training intensive. Not much else I can say about it really, other than it is good that she found a place that she could afford which will accomodate her needs. I doubt I will begin to sort out my own life until after Warrior Assembly in August.

I am sitting at a table in the third floor "suite" in my friend Cynthia's "old" house. That is, the one she used to live in befoe she bought the one next door. She's renting out room in the house and I suppose that if I were the one moving out I would probably have looked into renting this space. Cynthia lets me crash here for training weekends so I don't have to commute from Frederick every day. At some point I should take her and her mom out to someplace nice for the number of times she's put me up.

This weekend is a Shambhala Art "intensive", which combines the first two levels of Shambhala Art training into a single weekend. I'll post more on this later, but I've been waiting for the opportunity to pursue this particular set of teachings, and tonight's opening talk and exercise was very promising. And yes, in case you're wondering, I have invested and will be investing a good deal of time to pursuing dharmic studies. This is the path upon which I find myself, and it is a path that has brought a great deal of clarity and sanity to my life, even if it has also brought the inability to delude myself as well. It doesn't mean I don't do stupid things or don't try to avoid unpleasant situations - it just means that I can't hide from the fact that I am doing something stupid or avoiding unpleasantness. Frome somewhere in the midst of that wisdom may eventually arise.

Anyway, I should go to bed now. Thank you again to everyone who wished me a happy birthday, or who has wished me well in dealing with the upheavels in my life. Your support helps, it really does.

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Of computers I can mostly say one thing: they are teh suck. More specifically, the software they run sux0rz. Recent examples of computer suckitude include (cut for profanity)... )

In other, happier news, yesterday I marked the end of my 41st year of existence on this planet (at least in this lifetime). Unfortunately, I had to go to work, but it was a productive day and therefore went by fairly quickly. I did receive well wishes electronically from various and sundry friends during the course of the day, reminding me that I have much to be grateful for simply in terms of the number of people who care about me. I can think of no better gifts on any occasion than life, love and friendship, and therefore I am truly blessed, in spite what my dualistic mind may tell me from time to time.

After work, I met up with [livejournal.com profile] ravynmaniac, [livejournal.com profile] cracklecat and her fiance Mike, the Taylor clan, and [livejournal.com profile] faerydusted1 and her hubby and friend to see a sneak peek of Stardust in White Marsh. Aside from an overdone musical score, the movie was very good. It passed one my main litmus tests for truly enjoyable movies: I did not notice the passage of actual time, nor did I wonder when the movie was going to be over. Without giving any spoilers, the best reasons for going to see the movie are:

  • Robert DeNiro in the role of Captain Shakespeare. Absolutely priceless, and almost worth the price of admission alone.

  • The portrayal of the dead princes of Stormhold. It could have been cheesy, but it was very well done, and hi-larious.

  • Michelle Pfeiffer was brilliant as the choice to play Lamia. It's the subtleties of gesture and facial expression that really made it, and showed once again that Ms. Pfeiffer is not just a pretty face.

Yes, we will be buying a copy of it when it comes to DVD... probably go see it at the cheap theatre locally if the stars align properly for that matter. After the movie, we parted ways with [livejournal.com profile] faerydusted1 and company, and headed to the Double T in Perry Hall for a late dinner with the rest of the crew. All in all, a very enjoyable way to spend my birthday - good food, a cool movie, and good friends.

daecabhir: (Nuckin' Futs!)
Yeah, I know... almost a month since the last post. Those of you who have sent me e-mail have been witnessing similar delays in my responses, and this week I've pretty much been incommunicado even over IM. All I can really do is say "sorry folks"... my life is similarly backlogged, between work, trying to make progress on the state of the house and keeping up with various weekend committments. Nevermind the fact that most nights I just feel like a vegetable by the time I get home, which means shtuff don't get done.

I reckon I should mention that I did indeed celebrate the start of my fifth decade on this planet, having miraculously survived my first 40 years on this planet in spite of my best efforts to the contrary. Thank you to everyone who e-mailed, IMed or LJ'ed me birthday wishes (check out my user info page to see what [livejournal.com profile] aylinn sent me... I didn't know you could do that!)... it reminds me to be thankful for my friends and family, without whom I probably would NOT have made it this far. I celebrated my birthday a little early with a low key dinner at [livejournal.com profile] ravynmaniac's parents in honor of myself and [livejournal.com profile] takato_chan who celebrated his 20th birthday on July 11th. It was a change from the usual family outings in that [livejournal.com profile] ravynmaniac's sister was not there, which means that neither were the kids or her husband... in a way it was kind of nice, because I got to spend a little more time than usual talking with my father-in-law and [livejournal.com profile] ravynmaniac's aunt. My actualy birthday was celebrated by a late departure from work (more on that this weekend), trying out a new Vietnamese restaurant about five minutes from the house (we will be going back), and a visit to Cold Stone Creamery.... I noticed Maggie Moo's picked up the prime location outside of the Westview movie theatres last night when we went to see the second Pirates of the Carribean movie, so I reckon we'll check that out sometime since [livejournal.com profile] tth speaks highly of them from past experiences.

I said "briefly", and I must go get clothes together and head into the office... I'll be so glad when this week is over... so more this weekend... TTFN...


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