This month is my birthday. It also happens to be the birth month of a very dear friend of mine. Her day is on the 29th, mine on the 31st. We have been friends for over twenty years now, and if the heavens are willing, we will have two times twenty more years. For a long time now, we have set aside a weekend in August to get together and celebrate our birthdays. It doesn't so much matter what we do, as long we do it together. Through the years, each of us has had times to cry, but on these weekends, we focus on laughter. The world has been a better place for me, because of her.
    To you, my friend, may there always be flowers to please your eyes, the gentle touch of the sun to caress your cheek, and the love of those close to you to warm your heart.