Chaneling Dorothy in red tranny heels

So it's the ex's 30th birthday tomorrow and St. Patrick's day too and for some reason or other, the party planner in me can't get over the fact that I am not part of the celebration.  I did send a gift and a card because I wanted to and it felt right (plus I had ordered the gift weeks in advance).  However the decision remained, to call or not to call for bday wishes.  After checking in with the experts (Marcella and Bernard that is), I concluded an email will do.  I feel like after tomorrow, I will feel better about where things are at.  Not sure why on earth this birthday means so much emotionally and feels so heavy to the point of taking my focus away from work.  As his 20's are coming to a end, I reminds me I am part of past history and this birthday seems to close another chapter of his life.  "In my late 20's I dated this chick for 3 some years " I can almost hear him say... And yes this chick does understand it's time to move from what was to what will be... Time to rock my own yellow brick road in fantastic red heels ( yes I have a few pairs of those!)
As Judy Garland so famously said: "Toto, I have a feeling we're not in Kansas any more".