They Say It's Your Birthday

I honestly thought today would look something like that.

Instead, I came home with my 3 little kids, and found Motau in the kitchen sweeping.  It is his night to visit the children and I knew he was coming over, so I wasn't surprised he was here.  He gave me a gift a few days ago, too.  He'd bought a cake and balloons, fixed the vacuum, and started cleaning.  He mowed the lawn yesterday and brought spooling for the weed eater today.

Phone calls, texts, messages on Facebook, a card from my new managers ...

It's been a good birthday.

It's weird that now that I've filed for divorce, he's being kinder to me than he has in months.  I don't know what to do with that, but I'm enjoying today for what it is.