A handful of my friends and family members are getting ready to have babies! It is a time full of anticipation as I wait for the next call to tell me there is a new life in this world. My good friend just had her first child, a little boy. As I looked (in awe) at the pictures of her cradling him right after his birth, I find myself thinking back to the first pictures with my mother. I am nearing my own birthday in a few weeks. I used to get flowers for my mother on this day, a thank you for the gift of life. This is not an original idea however, my father used to do the same for his mother. When I learned this I fell in love with the idea. Over the past three years I have been trying to find a new way to honor her. I originally thought I would donate blood, after all, it is the blood in my veins that allows me to celebrate another year. However, after the last IV I needed took the aid of an ultrasound and two nurses to gain access, I was told this was not a good idea. So I continue looking for a way to honor the life I have been given and the mother who nurtured me through the years. In the meantime, perhaps sharing our story and living each day with joy in my heart is a good start.