A Very Special and Happy Birthday

My very clever and beautiful wife has done many special things. But to wake up on your birthday and be greeted by this sign………. Well, let me tell you, it makes me smile ear to ear. Taylor then proceeded to make my day special in very subtle and loving ways. She has shown me how much she loves me over and over for the past year. My love has grown for her at such a rate, I believe, at times, my heart will just explode.

I had the joy of hearing from friends around the globe. One from Australia, greeted me with a note first thing. More from Florida, Texas, North Carolina, Pennsylvania and Michigan sent notes and greetings all day. Later in the evening, I heard from my daughter and ex-brother-in-law. Dinner with my in-laws and wife was excellent! We ate, talked and laughed well into the evening.

I have received greeting from numerous technologies. ie. Facebook, iChat, Google and Yahoo mail, Mac mail, Twitter and blog posts as well as numerous phone calls. I also received a card via snail mail, can you imagine that.

All in all, I had a great birthday and want to thank all of my family and friends for making it special.

. A

Our First Love Poem Published!

Last December, Terry and I had an impulsive weekend in NY, a “Tryst” according to our hostess and poet Susan Kumar! It was that weekend at Lincoln Center after the opera when Terry proposed to me. Susan, whose poetry has been published in the e-zine Ampersand, wrote the poem “Winter Tryst” for us about that weekend. We just received word from her today that it has been published in an Indian poetry e-zine, Kritya. (Here’s more information about Kritya.)

How cool is that? To have a poem written about your love published online by someone on the other side of the world?

Thank you Susan!

A poem by Susan Kumar

Winter Tryst

Two love birds nesting in our guest room
Emerging once or twice refreshed
Meshing lives, humor and cooing credits
Mixing drinks of elixir and caffeine
As they weave through night’s lights
Together, one body filled with heart.

A woman held high by this man
Awed by her open arms and bright eyed
Laugh, tinged deeply with long searching.
A man remarkable and immediate
Reverberating with organ chords of love
Beyond her vision and yet tall as her way
Makes room everywhere for her light.

Trysting here midwinter with their own warmth
Gift-wrapping round Lincoln Center’s holiday tree
A ring brilliant in diamond hue, platinum shining
Through intentions made known post-Prokofiev.
These scenes hallowed true way beyond
All our anticipations, this magic could not be created
Without love, divine, intelligent to their design.