i made a cheesecake. first i made a mess in the kitchen:
then i poured it into the water bath and crossed my fingers:
it came out of the oven like this:
perfect, in other words.
its a birthday cake, for trent. its probably strange to write about someone else on your blog, and probably even stranger to write about trent. its not easy for me to write about him either. but its been a hard year and we’re all having a bit of a hard time, and birthdays can make you think about how many things havent worked in your life, how many wrong turns you took, how it all could have been different. and they make you think how fast time is passing.
so i just wanted to let people know that i think i am very lucky to have someone like trent in my life. we have been friends for nearly 15 years. thats the longest ive ever known anyone. i dont even know my own sister that well. he walked into my life down a dark hallway in a stanmore ‘share house’ and i thought he was a rude arrogant bastard. he still is, of course, but hes also sweet and kind and gentle and sensitive. hes great with the dogs, terrific with kids, and a fantastic example of how you can turn your life around if you put your mind to it. through all the grief and pain and anger, im glad we’ve managed to stay friends.
i hope we are friends for a long time to come. happy birthday trent: