Photo by Nelson
The Style Crone adorned herself with a vintage navy wool cape with off white trim embellished with gold sequins and white beads accessorized with a vintage navy velvet hat with round navy sequins for the bittersweet celebration of her 68th birthday. As we left for dinner at our favorite restaurant, I took Nelson’s arm and walked down the steps of our front porch with the cloak which reflected his regal nature and his elegant stance even in the worst of times. In his weakened state he sat across from me with his leather Kangol newsboy cap, grey v-neck sweather and leather jacket along with his vibrant smile and the well known sparkle in his eyes despite his fatigue. I viewed him front and center, seated in the classically elegant green vinyl tufted back booth with gold buttons. I am fully aware of the strength it took for him to be present for this event. So many memories of birthdays past and his uncanny sense of gift choices, generous and thoughtful, as has been his history throughout the years. Gifts that involved considerable planning and innovation, gifts that played symphonies as they honored my interests and my passions. The mighty love that he has expressed over decades that has surrounded me with protection and an overwhelming sense of acceptance. On this day of my birth I felt the power of this transitional time and basked in the love that has encircled me from the time of our mutual commitment. The significance of this day and its memories will provide comfort over the unpredictable and mysterious road ahead.