I often wonder if I'm alone in cherishing my birthday as much as I do. Everyone enjoys attention and gifts, but it's much less a about that for me. Each year, I take time to reflect on how blessed I am to be here in this world and how much I appreciate my life and my family. It's become even more poignant with the loss of my grandfather this year. Yesterday was a milestone birthday for a couple reasons -- not only my age -- it was the first year I did not hear "Happy Birthday, Baby!" live from my grandfather's voice. I do, however, continue to replay it in my head. And, that, along with all the other blessings God has bestowed on me -- great husband, cute dog, supportive family -- has made this the best birthday yet. I'm growing, and I love it.
All the best!