The clock keeps ticking. Today I turned 36. It was a great day full of wonderful gifts and surprises. I also had some great food. I guess I should start at the beginning.
My typical day starts at 5am, where I get up, make some coffee, and spend some time reading and thinking through the day. By 730 the pidder-padder of my youngest daughters feet can be heard as she searches for me ... every morning ... by first going to my bed, then searching each room upstairs softly calling for me before she finally makes her way downstairs to sit with me for a while before she starts asking for me to cook breakfast. Usually by that point, my older two are finally rolling out of bed and our day begins. But not today.