Love & US

IV. Happy Birthday, Cardi

Chapter Four
Happy Birthday, Cardi

Waking up to the gentle notes of a grand piano was a surreal experience. The sun was barely peeking through the curtains, casting a warm glow around the room, and there was Joshua effortlessly bringing music to life.

The melody filled the air like a soft embrace, and I couldn't help but smile at the sight of him. It was such a perfect way to start my 32nd birthday.

As I lay there, my eyes drifted past Joshua to the stunning display of exotic flowers that adorned our home. The vibrant colors burst forth from their elegant arrangements, a riot of pinks, blues, and yellows that made the space feel like a tropical paradise.

It was a thoughtful touch, one that told me he had put a lot of love and effort into making this day special.

"Happy birthday, babe," he said, glancing back at me with that charming smile that always makes my heart race. "Get dressed; we've got places to go."

With that simple directive, the excitement bubbled within me. I jumped out of bed, eager to embrace whatever surprises lay ahead. I

quickly picked out a striking all-blue dress, a nod to the theme Joshua had hinted at during our late-night conversations in the days leading up to today. Blue has always been my color; it felt like I was wrapping myself in happiness as I slipped it on.

Once dressed, I made my way downstairs, where Kulture was waiting. She had the biggest grin on her face and a shiny "Happy Birthday" headband perched on her head, which she promptly placed on mine. "You look pretty, Mommy!" she squealed, her excitement infectious. My heart swelled with pride and love.

"Thank you, my baby!" I replied, giving her a tight hug before we headed out the door together.

As we drove to the Waffle House, I couldn't help but reminisce about the many memories I had shared in that iconic breakfast chain.

It wasn't just about the food; it was about the love and laughter that filled those walls. I had shared countless brunches with friends, late-night snacks with Joshua, and even casual dinners with my kids. It was a place that felt like home.

When we arrived, the sight that greeted me was nothing short of spectacular. The Waffle House was transformed, a true testament to Joshua's planning skills.

White flowers and balloons adorned every corner, creating a whimsical atmosphere. The moment I stepped inside, I was overwhelmed with love. Family and friends stood there, ready to celebrate me.

"Surprise!" they all shouted, and the room erupted in cheers. My heart raced. This was more than I had ever hoped for.

As I soaked in the moment, I spotted the three-tier birthday cake at the center of it all. It was stunning—glittery and bright blue, decorated with delicate rose petals. In the center, the words "Libra Baby" were beautifully arranged, a sweet tribute to my zodiac sign.

With everyone gathered around, I felt a rush of gratitude. They sang "Happy Birthday," their voices harmonizing perfectly, and I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes.

This was everything I could have wished for. I leaned over the cake, closed my eyes, and made a silent wish before blowing out the candles. The cheers that followed sent chills down my spine; it was a moment I would cherish forever.

After the cake cutting, Joshua filmed the celebrations, capturing every smile and every laugh. I could see the love in his eyes through the lens, and it made my heart swell even more.

Then Talisua, Joshua's mother, took me by the hand, guiding me to the center of the room. "Come on, Cardi! Let me show you how to Siva Samoa!"

"Chee hoo!" Joshua exclaimed, his excitement radiating as he watched us.

I joined in, trying to keep up with the graceful movements. It was a beautiful dance, one that connected me to Joshua's culture and family, and I felt so honored to participate.

Once I was warmed up from that, I turned to Joshua, who I pulled in for a Merengue. The music swept us away, and I laughed as we twirled around, lost in our own world. Dancing with him always felt magical, and in that moment, surrounded by our family and friends, I felt utterly blissful.

As the day transitioned into night, my friends had another surprise waiting for me. After the breakfast party, they whisked me away for a birthday dinner.

We arrived at a charming restaurant, and my heart raced with excitement. The table was decked out just for me—napkins reading "Happy Birthday," a sparkling necklace that said "Birthday Babe," a pink party hat labeled "Birthday Princess," and sunglasses that read "Bardi."

It was overwhelming in the best possible way. I felt like a celebrity, surrounded by my closest friends, each of whom had contributed to this grand celebration of my life. Laughter and stories filled the air as we clinked our glasses, toasting to friendships and the memories we've created together.

As the night wore on, I took a moment to soak it all in. I thought about the journey that had led me to this point—the struggles, the triumphs, the growth.

Each person at the table played a role in my life, shaping me into the woman I am today. I felt grateful, truly grateful, for the love and support that surrounded me.

Later, when the music shifted and our laughter faded into soft whispers, I realized how lucky I was.

Every year brings its own challenges, but it also brings opportunities for growth and love. This birthday was a celebration not just of the year that had passed but of everything that lies ahead.

As I looked around the table, surrounded by love, I couldn't help but smile. I felt powerful, cherished, and inspired to embrace the future.

I was ready to take on 32, to fill it with laughter, love, and unforgettable moments. After all, life is meant to be celebrated, and with a family like mine and a love like Joshua's, every day feels like a reason to celebrate.

So, here's to another year, another chapter filled with joy and adventure. I couldn't wait to see where this journey would take me next.