There was so much delicious food and so many loving people and so much fun and so much laughter and a few tears. There were presents both practical and magical. There was prayer-flag-painting and there was alphabet book illustrating. There were all of my children. And my dearest friends. Jessie's friends and her fairy godmothers and a fairy godfather and her fairy god aunts and I can't imagine anything better.
And then the very best supper with the sweetest people in the world after martinis. We miss Mr. Moon but he is happy, I am sure, out in the swamps and on the rivers.
Honestly. The sweet goodness of it all has been just swoony. A precious gift, you might even say.
(And I swear I had no idea that paper with the headline was there when I took the picture. It just was.)
And it's almost ten o'clock and this old lady, this old MerMer, is just about to get in bed.
Night, y'all. See you tomorrow. Jessie and Vergil are coming out for breakfast.
There will be bacon.
All love...Ms. Moon