August 04, 2011

Il y a longtemps que je t’aime.



Dearest Godson,


William Wordsworth once remarked that you should “Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.” I hope you’ll agree that this blog is the perfect venue to do that. In lieu of paper - so passé - I offer you the limitless outreach of cyberspace.

Celebrating a birthday is a time for reflection (enjoy the bubbly, Beluga and Cohibas) this should help you ponder the highlights and lowlights of the past year. You are priviledged to savor a world vast, rich and diverse, may it both humble and inspire.


5 comments:

frenchtoast said...

I can no other answer make, but, thanks, and thanks.xoxo

the chembelle said...

Many, many returns. xoxo

Charles said...

Thanks to modern medical advances such as antibiotics, nasal spray, and Diet Coke, it has become routine for people in the civilized world to pass the age of 40, sometimes more than once. The gang is on its second rotation.
So, hurry up, start that fabulous carreer so we can keep on living in the exhalted style from which we cannot be parted.
Much love from the Gang.

frenchtoast said...

Life never promised me a rose garden, but the gulag? Oy Gevalt!

Alistair said...

At sixteen you are stupid, confused, insecure and indecisive.
At twenty-five you are wise, self-confident, prepossessing and assertive.
At forty-five you will be stupid, confused, insecure and indecisive.
Who would have supposed that maturity is only a short break in adolescence?
Happy 25th. enjoy your maturity.