On the Eve of Chelsea’s 30th Birthday

A memory flashback

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"The glass shattered. Red wine flew. The white wall transformed: Rose polka dots bloomed."

I recounted to Annie when she asked me how Chelsea's birthday party went.

"Was it a wine glass?" She asked.

"Yes."

"Was it a clear wine glass? Was the wine red?" She continued.

"Yes." I looked at Annie strangely, wondering why she was asking me for the details of the wine glass. "Does it matter I asked?" Knowing by the sound of excitement in her voice that something was up in her bag of historical tricks and trades.

She beamed, smiled a mile wide, and laughed out loud, "You know what that means?"

"That I have to repaint my wall? Or that you have a secret to cleaning red wine stains?" I guessed.

"Nooooooooo, it means you will have a year of good fortune and happiness galore! In Provence, it is a sign of 'Bonheur' when you break a clear wine glass full of red wine at a party. What wonderful, good news! Chelsea will have a fortunate year!" She clapped her hands appreciating Chelsea's good luck.

"I love it, Great! Yahoo Chelsea!" I added. Then I folded my arms in front of my chest, put my head to the side, made a funny face, and said, "Great! But do you know how to take red wine stains off a white stone fireplace?"

"No."

"Oh, lucky me." Then we both laughed, shrugged our shoulders, then toasted each other with our tea.



Comments

6 responses to “On the Eve of Chelsea’s 30th Birthday”

  1. Oh I love those Annie stories so much.
    Spill the wine bring the luck.
    May you forever be blessed and Annie lives on forever.
    Love Jeanne

  2. Don’t these stories of loved ones gone, enrich our lives and help to keep them close to our hearts?

  3. This just makes me smile.
    Merry Christmas!
    Now wondering if the red wine stain is still there.

  4. Jacklynn Lantry

    Oh Anne, wonderful Anne. Happy Birthday Chelsea:)

  5. Paula Tyner

    Wonderful story. Wonderful memory of your dear friend.

  6. “That I have to repaint my wall?”…lol. Love this story.

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