Happy Birthday to ME!!!!! or "bubbles in a stream"

August 2nd is my birthday. Although I do have documentation that places that wonderful day on August 3rd. May have been adopted. I'm the only blue eyed, fair haired of the bunch.
My last name never set well with me. It was always with a measure of unease that accompanied the stating of it. Still does. I did learn in my late teens that my last name was not a name of lineage. My great grandmother died while giving birth to twin boys. The two boys were given up to two separate families that gave them their last names. So my last name comes through adoption and not by bloodline.
It was four years ago that me mum died. It was rather unexpected. I think we buried her a day before my birthday that year. Six months later my position as a company manager was eliminated. During this period, my brother and sister (I'll exclude the younger sister) had fits regarding the estate. My older sister wanted me to make a stand with her against my brother who was named the executor of the estate when my father was still alive. I would not choose sides. She has not spoken with me since. My brother acted as though, "Nobody knows the troubles I've seen" and at one point called me and the lady every name in the book because the stress of the estate was too great for him.
You know, think of all the people that you have known in your life. Those that you have loved. Those that you barely knew. Those that you may have disliked or even hated. Celebrities, Heads of State, those that you admired from afar.
The water babbles over rocks, around trees. In sun and in shade. Bubbles are created whereby they float downstream only to burst a few seconds later. This is our life. Where did the bubbles come from? Where did they go? I remember watching them form and slide down to another level. Almost laughing like children they were just bubbles in a stream.
I have, at times, lamented over my perception that I've done nothing: accomplished nothing: been no where. If I compare my dance card with yours, are you more happy that yours is filled and mine is almost empty? If so, that reflects on you, not me. And the same is true of me. If I look aside, at this one or that one, what profit does it provide for anyone to make useless comparisons? Once the bubble has burst, the score cards have no merit.
Although I do believe (for the lack of a better word) in merit. I just do the best that I can do in any given situation; and then let it go. (Its the letting go that has come a little harder these days)
Well, I'm off to the Connecticut river valley of Massachusetts. (the land of Eden) I have a few days off. I have the all air cooled show on August 2nd and hope to reward the "Little Hottie" with another trophy.