I am still recovering from my birthday festivities. Wow. All 550 square feet of my humble abode was filled with love on Friday night as about 25 of us celebrated my life. I have never felt such a complete sense of unconditional love and belonging.
I remember so many times in my life as a Jehovah's Witness where I'd be out for the evening with large groups of people and come home feeling so terribly alone. I had this sinking feeling that these people had no idea who I was; but then, neither did I. Everyone at my birthday knows me and loves me just as I am. They've watched much of the transformation of the tall penguin over the past year and sincerely shared in the celebration of who I have become. I have been basking in that warm glow all weekend.
I have received so many gifts and well wishes. Thank you to all. And you, dear blog reader, are part of my circle of friends who has held my hand during this journey. I am truly grateful for your presence here.
There is one gift that I would like to share with you. My friend Matt, who incidentally came to my blog as a result of Bible Re-shelving Day, composed a song for my birthday. It is called "Anya's Day". And you can listen to it here. I've had it on repeat all weekend. It truly is me, in music form. Cheers.