my brother and me, dueling cakes~ we are scorpios
i was dreading my birthday. now i am not.
plans have been made to stave off the sorrow~ dinner with friends beforehand, a lunch date with dad,
a gypsy king, prepping for draft horses.
and cake. because from a very young age it has been a favorite food group, helped on by a mother who excelled in confections.
i boldly asked for one to be made for me, by a friend who could shame martha stewart. dense orange cake with marmalade filling, slathered with orange buttercream. heaven and guaranteed moaning at first bite.
let a new chapter commence. let me tuck her firmly in my heart and create a new year for myself of stories worth telling and life lived with eyes wide open.