This Wine is 33 years old. Certainly doesn't show it's age

This Friday is my 33rd Birthday.  HAHA, i just thought about that.

I'm staring out the window watching the geese take over our yard 

by the dozens and knowing I don't really have much to say about this. 

While on any other Birthday I know I would have a mouthful.  

I've disciplined myself to live day by day.  I'm getting a lot 

better, at the beginning of the year it was moment to moment. 

  This year I had to bury my pride and ask for help and guidance, and  
if anyone knows me well, knows that

that has been one of the hardest things ive ever had to do.

I have come to recognize and appreciate the beautiful people

I have in my life.  I am a very very fortunate 33 year old woman.  

I'm grateful for a million and one things worth loving-the old Italian Artist 

Paulio Corvino who gives me wonderful conversation and company (haha

I know he thinks It's the other way around), for my Dad's laugh and bear hugs and 

my moms daily phone calls.  Smiling strangers on the sidewalk or subway (yes it happens...sometimes).  My girlfriends who build me up and give me courage and they're beautiful baby's who have come into the amazing world.  My two sisters Maebell and Hannah and their unwavering love and belief in

me,  the spiritual phone calls from my brother Jacob that helped me get 

through the rest of the day,  my health-the fact that I can put both feet on the 

ground in the morning and walk without pain or sickness, my beloved Saint Joseph,
the macaroons at the french bakery in Eastchester (a dangerous 5 miles down the road),  my girl Reagan-her unrelenting support, love and her gift of being able to make me laugh NO matter what.  The trials my faith has overcome and the strength it has gained,   sunrise walks through Central Park, words of wisdom from David,  for Lacanda Verde's Pappardelle with lamb bolognese  and the excited simplicity in what I feel when I 

smell oils and acrylics inside my painting studio. 
All I want is to remain on the road I'm on and pray  
that I can recognize all the little doors and windows the Holy Family
is opening in my direction.