Today - kinda a dull blur for the most part. I, feeling more sentimental than most days - 27 years ago, my son Tyler came into this world. He has made me a proud mom indeed. Before leaving work, I made a point of hunting down a co-worker remembering her son shared the same birthday as my kid. Her son was killed two years ago. Upon seeing me, she broke down in my arms and cried. She had bought a cake the night before to take to his grave. She and the rest of her family will spend the evening in mourning. In my compassion for her, I count my blessings.


*picture of Tyler, me and a cute clown - kind capture by Ms Trouble.