10/26/2013: Good morning, and Happy Birthday to me! I’ve always loved my birthday. What better day to celebrate than the beginning of your own existence? When I was 55, I naïvely thought I’d probably live to be 100. My grandmother lived to age 89, and my mother is still going strong at 92; each generation lives a little longer, right? A brief year later, I had little hope of seeing 57. It’s been quite a roller coaster ride but here I am, very happy to be celebrating my 60th with 3 of my favorite people – my husband of 29 years and love of my life, my sister, and my brother-in-law. Life is good.