It was my birthday on Sunday. We had a quiet day at home, except for the emergency run for more swan plants as our caterpillars decimated our original forest.
Presents-wise I bought myself a rocking chair from an op shop and love it. Monkey and Stud1 bought me a silicon whisk and bath products from Lush. I am also hoping to have a reiki treatment soon... But these weren't the most precious gift.
It arrived on Monday, in an innocent envelope. It was from my Mom, a cross stitched card that she had made. The outside was beautiful but the words on the inside, touched my heart and made me cry.
It isn't often that parents tell their adult children that they are proud of them.