Forty-Six.....that sounds really old!

Tomorrow, March 13th, is my forty-sixth birthday....

I'm not sure how I feel about this one. My fortieth was very traumatic, and thanks to my innate acting abilities, very dramatic. The only people more glad to see #40 pass than myself were all my friends who were tired of the whining, moaning, and theatrics that I put them through, leading up to the fateful day. I took the "fortieth" really hard, to say the least...cried for three months leading up to it....ate lots of chocolate cake, and went to bed early that night...

Tomorrow's will not be anywhere near that "dramatic." One of my closest buds, Mark Brucato, has already told me, "Tomorrow has enough troubles of its' own." Fine time to start quoting scriptures to me, huh?

I have the very best friends on the planet. These people mean the world to me. I am Exhibit A that no man "is an island." Everything good thing that I may have received, or become, or contribute is due to all the wonderful people who have loved me, nurtured me, corrected me, laughed and cried with me, and have embraced me--so much that I truly haven't deserved--but am profoundly and profusely thankful that it was so.

A verse that I used often when I was in college and then in the Air Force seems very appropriate today: "Greater love has no man than this, that he lay down his life for his friends." (John 15:13).

For all those people who have "laid down their life" for me over the last many years, I am eternally indebted. I will do my best to "repay."