Reflections at 44

 This past Monday, I celebrated by 44th birthday.   44 is somewhat of an unremarkable year, I suppose.   At first for my birthday, I was feeling sad, because Jason was out of town, and I had to work.   

But actually, as I really began to reflect, I snapped out of it because really, what do I have to be sad about?

I have a wonderful family, a beautiful home, a great job, and importantly everyone is healthy.  I am pretty lucky.   So I spent the day feeling grateful for all I have, which really is the best birthday present ever.