I wonder if she knew.
I wonder if she knew her life would take her away from the only place she’d ever known. That her best friend would become her husband. That three children would follow.
I wonder if she knew she’d travel the globe. That she’d dine with a Marquesa. That she’d feel the sun above and below the equator.
I wonder if she knew how hard it would sometimes be. How beautiful it would be at other times.
I like to think she hoped, dreamed. In her eyes, I see an openness to adventure. To excitement. To life.
Today she’s seventy. And in her eyes, I still see that openness.
Happy Birthday, Barb! May the adventure never end!