About a month ago, when Judy started planning Mom’s B’Day, I think I had a brief “mid life crisis” moment. I suddenly realized that I am the same age now as Mom was when she gave birth to me. By this time in her life, she had served in WWII, been married twice, and given birth to six children (I was the last). I’ve been rather introspective since.

I feel pretty lucky to be able to get together with my entire family- Connie was “in transit” (she’s moving out East for a few years to be with Marnie for the birth of her baby). Other than my Dad, who I lost before I really knew him at all, we are all alive and basically healthy.