Yea, it’s my birthday as of about an hour ago. Though officially I wasn’t born until 4:12am.  At 37, that’s not mid-thirties and yet not late-thirties.  I can’t believe I’m pushing forty.  I’ve barely gotten past turning 30 and now 40 is around the corner.  Don’t have any major plans.  Hubby and I might go out for dinner and I’m sure I’ll get a night out with the gals in this weekend.

Attended my husband’s boss’s funeral today.  He died very suddenly and quite unexpected.  He was a good man. And still young at 55 years of age.  Had a stroke.  Shows you just how precious life is.  The priest told a story during the funeral service today that really said a lot.  It was about the painting "Mona Lisa".  It was stolen back in 1911 and was missing for 2 years.  Records show that more people came to see the emplty wall space where she once hung than in all previous years when the painting was there.  Tells us that we often fail to recognize the gifts that are there for us everyday, that is until it is taken away.  And suddenly those gifts are greatly missed.  We need to say thank you and express our love to those around us everyday while they are here… because once they are gone, it’s likely that you’ll never have that chance again.

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