It is hard to believe I am 45. This past weekend was my birthday and while my husband was out of town and could not celebrate it with me, my children did a fantastic job in making me feel special. The boys bought me flowers and wrote really special cards. My mom made a wonderful taco and enchilada dinner and our friend from Austria Nadja was here to celebrate. It was also special because I got to celebrate it with my father who turned 76 earlier in the week. He has Alzheimer's and he is going down a lot quicker than we expected. I am just grateful this birthday he still knows who I am. It is the little things that mean the most. After we got the children to bed, we went to the movies. It was a perfect day.