I’m sitting in the quiet of my bedroom, the precious few moments I have each morning before the kids get up and the mayhem begins. I am not jumping on Facebook or scouring emails though, not today. Instead, I’m lying quietly, running through the calendar in my head, mentally dog-earing pages as I fast forward from my birthday last year to the one today, collecting moments big and small.

Birthdays change as you get older. The excitement of cake turns into the quiet joy of an indulgent pedicure; and seeing three good friends for dinner trumps seeing thirty okay ones. But there’s something more. Continue reading →