Finishing Up My Birthday

Yesterday was the fifth and final night of the Paul’s Birthday Celebration. It lasts five days to commemorate the time my 16-year-old mom spent in the un-air-conditioned Providence  Hospital between the breaking of her water and my arrival.

The last night was celebrated with the dish Duck/Chicken with Cherries, which combines my two favorite foods. My five-year-old grandson helped make it, and is being introduced to the traditions, including blowing out the candles (again) and reading my life lessons.