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Today is the day that I was born. Being a mom myself now changes how I view this day so very much.   This day really isn’t about me anymore. Since having babies of my own, when my own birth-day arrives, I tend to think about my mama and dad.  My thoughts instantly go to…

what a magical day! …waking up to the gentle cooing of one sweet little girl (the best alarm clock ever), stepping out onto the balcony and taking in the beauty of the scenery: the lake, the mountains, eagles nesting literally in front of our room… taking an early morning stroll on the pier… breathing in…