Because the birthday of my life
Is come, my love is come to me. - Christine Rossetti
|Tea - George Dunlop Leslie|
Oil on canvas laid down on board, 1894
My precious granddaughter, Little Beauty, turns five years old today, which calls for a truce in the warring emotions entangled in the grief process.
Today, I will set aside my sadness for a while and celebrate the birth of this sweet, charming, sometimes-stubborn, always-amazing, beautiful child who entered my life five years ago.
She makes it easy to forget my troubles. As children do, she can evoke a smile with her hug, a laugh with her questions, and like me, she enjoys dressing up and going out on the town.
So today, Little Beauty and I plan on donning our fanciest frocks and arriving in style for a tea party at Miss Aimee B's Tea Room in historic St. Charles. I'm pretty sure we'll turn a few heads, which will not embarrass us in the least.
We'll feast on the best quiche and muffins in the city, accompanied by their famous homemade lemonade. I promise you've never had a more refreshing drink...if you'd like to make it at home, HERE is the recipe.
Happiness will reign as Little Beauty becomes Queen for a Day.
Thank goodness that life goes on as it does, with children and activities and hugs and birthdays and beautiful sunny spring days to spur us on and pull us out of the doldrums for a spell.
Find the joy in each day...it's there, I promise.
Of course, the music for the day must be "The Arrival of the Queen of Sheba" by Handel. I can imagine the Queen for the Day making her entrance into Miss Aimee B's Tea Room to this lively, happy, grand entrance. Oddly enough, it's the same music that played in my head as my mother made her grand entrance into Paradise. Enjoy.