In January of this year I had planned on sitting at an outdoor cafe drinking espresso, in Paris, eating whatever the french eat for breakfast on 11/11/11, but there's a saying about what happens while you're busy making plans. Life happens. Anyway, plans were changed, and I'm spending it with my best friend in Berkeley California.
There's always next year, God-willing.
Today, I am 49 years old. I thank God for letting me see this day. I only allow myself 5 minutes to feel old. Then I think of friends that died before they reached 35, and that point I feel grateful for seeing this age.
God has been really good to me.
I was told to make a wish today, at 11:11, and I'll do that. I'll wish the same things for which I pray about 5x a day or more. Guess what they are?